Peek Out

Lyrics

[Intro] I'm just tryna find my groove man Woop, ugh [Verse 1] Ridin' in the back but I'm thinkin' bout the front door I'm talkin' 'bout the front door I'm talkin' 'bout layin' in the bushes I'm talkin' 'bout runnin' through the front door They talkin' 'bout that bird in the air I'm talkin' 'bout I still gotta wait though I'm talkin' 'bout my dog like Cujo I'm talkin' 'bout I trap with that woo though I'm talkin' 'bout my left wrist too froze I'm talkin' 'bout that water, no ship Hold up, they caught in the drip I'm talkin' 'bout the juice, not the dip I'm talkin' 'bout let's fuck up the value I'm talkin' 'bout let's send him more rims Talkin' 'bout let's boot up, no Timbs Hold up, pop a perc tan Whoa, roll up the slim Still staining and banging the drugs All this jewelry, I look like the plug I'ma mount it up, get you a crutch They be claimin' they rockin' and rollin' They rollin' when shit gon' get rough I like them silenced on silenced You already know who that for I like them silent devices I shoot at you and your wifeys I'm on the molly, no vitamins Hate when I miss, gotta try again Serve out that spot in a tank top You already know how I'm livin', up Don't put no bitch in my business bruh I don't like niggas in my kitchen bruh TwoWoop got the bag like I'm Santa TwoWoop come with bags like I'm Santa I peek out that bitch with a hammer I peek out that bitch like a stamper I peek out like I got a warrant I move like I'm dodging informants She wanna join my army She wanna be like my armpit [Chorus] I peek out that bitch with a chop Lil mama just pulled up and dropped off the box Free the slaves from the dock They wanted my head, they cut off my locks I peek out that bitch with a chop I peek out that bitch like I'm servin' them blocks I peek out that bitch like I'm beefin' with opps I peek out that bitch like Flav rock [Verse 2] I'm droppin' the top on the coupe I'm droppin' the, droppin' the top on the coupe I trap with a Woop, nothin' new I stand on the block in some police shoes She know that drip in effect She catching my drip, it be all in her text She know that check in effect I still want a check and I came with a check I'm droppin' the top on the coupe I'm droppin' the, droppin' the top on the coupe I'm thumbin' through nothin' but blue I'm thumbin' through, thumbin' through nothin' but blues [Chorus] I peek out that bitch with a chop Lil mama just pulled up and dropped off the box Free the slaves from the dock They wanted my head, they cut off my locks I peek out that bitch with a chop I peek out that bitch like I'm servin' them blocks I peek out that bitch like I'm beefin' with opps I peek out that bitch like Flav rock