Peons

Lyrics

[Intro] Ohhh, I'm TT right now Yeah Look [Chorus: Robin Banks] I cannot fight wit' no peons I don't give a fuck what he on They wanna be gang, gang, gang They ain't on what we on .40 wit' a beam call it neon Pop me a perc and he three 'em Tryna stay out my feelings, these demons I see 'em I cannot fear you 'cause you niggas bleed too No I can't hear you, won't be bosses I speak through See I got issues, my heart cold like igloo Uhhhhhhh-uhhhh-uhhh [Verse 1: Robin Banks] Banko Bugatti I'm back wit' it We not the same see I brag different We not the same see I bag different I hang wit' killers and bad bitches See this is a party that you can't get in Stay sucker free so you can't fit in And I ain't got time for no new friend I'm still here tryna tie off loose ends I spent 100K on these chains, I could've bought me a Benz But I put ice on names of all of my dead friends Murder on my mind, think 'bout murder all the time They took my cro' from me, someone's Hoyo better start cryin' I did what I wanted, I did it my way, now look at me now I pave them a way, they ride on my wave, they sound like me now She ain't wanna fuck me back then but I bet she wanna fuck me right now Wish my cro' can see me now, for LG we blow they're fifi down [Chorus: Robin Banks] I cannot fight wit' no peons I don't give a fuck what he on They wanna be gang, gang, gang They ain't on what we on .40 wit' a beam call it neon Pop me a perc and he three 'em Tryna stay out my feelings, these demons I see 'em I cannot fear you 'cause you niggas bleed too No I can't hear you, won't be bosses I speak through See I got issues, my heart cold like igloo Uhhhhhhh-uhhhh-uhhh [Verse 2: WhyG] Yeah, yeah my heart cold like Alaska But these bullets hot like magma And my neck look like Nigara Body shots make you hold your chest like he got asthma Fly a lil' nigga like NASA Think her name Tatiana, but I just call her Anna Might call her lil' monkey 'cause all she wanna do is eat banana And she got a fat ass, real sexy, I think the lil' bitch's from Atlanta I play wit' her heart just like piano And I beat her pussy up like pinata Said she wanna eat me like lasagna 'Cause she know I'm big wlatt anaconda And I get bricks straight from Tijuana My gun put you to sleep no pajamas [Chorus: Robin Banks] I cannot fight wit' no peons I don't give a fuck what he on They wanna be gang, gang, gang They ain't on what we on .40 wit' a beam call it neon Pop me a perc and he three 'em Tryna stay out my feelings, these demons I see 'em I cannot fear you 'cause you niggas bleed too No I can't hear you, won't be bosses I speak through See I got issues, my heart cold like igloo Uhhhhhhh-uhhhh-uhhh