SHAWTY BE SO SWEET LIKE PEPPERMINT‼️‼️

Pcajay - I Am Prod Yerkyglo

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A Milli Freestyle (Ft. nic4president)

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Peppermint (reptile6x)

lyrics:

(yeah, yuh)

(yeah)

(yeah, yuh)

(yeah)

(yeah, yuh)

(yeah)

(yeah, yuh)

(yeah)

(yeah, yuh)

(ha)

(yeah, yuh)

(yeah)

(yuh)


all my niggas gon t up

niggas still broke, rock filas

get so high, we fly like peter

money long, shit like a few meters

that hoe a bop, and she downing a liter 

hoe got jugs, no mia khalifa

moving them pounds, and we smoking on reefa

take her back to the crib, she a eater

bitch i be balling, big time, no FIBA


got them bands up, proved them wrong

blow a bag in lennox, they look at me wrong

got a bad bitch on my side, looking at me like "hey"!

blew a bag, baby im fighting, they like "aint no way"!



we blowing up like osama

getting them shecks (checks), mo bamba

chasing to that bag, get them commas

yeah we growing them crops, no farmer

walkin wit sticks, we dont need no armor 

he going hard, but my niggas go harder, pause

niggas smart, my niggas smarter

kill off yo boy, then dump him in the harbor, yuh


hit, huh

play wit the gang, u get hit

walk round wit a whole lotta sticks

bad hoe, no chanel, pitch a fit 

u aint giving no head, get kicked

get booted, you aint giving no spits

niggas trash, these niggas aint it 

ridin round town, chillin wit my main bitch 




choppa go frr frr

mix chanelly with the prada fur, fur 

uh huh

booty fat, its firm, firm 

walking down, get flocked, im wit them birds, birds, mhm

nigga are you sure, sure?

we shippin out that coke, and its that pure, pure, mhm

do we got an issue?

choppa rip through tissues

a young nigga sure, sure, mhm



a young nigga got his bag up, now its time to go

ion need no supersuit, my nigga, my neck on froze 

that nigga tryna pick up my bag

couldnt hold that weight like, "no"

jump in that cayenne, i switch to the jag

having fun wit my bros



all my niggas gon t up

niggas still broke, rock filas

get so high, we fly like peter

money long, shit like a few meters

that hoe a bop, and she downing a liter 

hoe got jugs, no mia khalifa

moving them pounds, and we smoking on reefa

take her back to the crib, she a eater

bitch i be balling, big time, no FIBA


got them bands up, proved them wrong

blow a bag in lennox, they look at me wrong

got a bad bitch on my side, looking at me like "hey"!

blew a bag, baby im fighting, they like "aint no way"!

FIBA (dexxtern + Duringmidnxght)

(wooo)

(yea, yea, huh)

(yuh)

(yuh)

bitch my neck on froze, they say im not up wittem

i got hella bros

they all crashouts, they gon get ya

bitch i put them racks up

we pray for his life jus like a pastor

we gon up it faster

bitch we got more money, pockets fatter

yuh

my body so different, homie

im tryna get better, homie

all red, alabama, on eem

they gon sell they soul 

racks on me, i cut they bowl

niggas be so broke

tell em t up, i said woah

gotta bitch'll touch her toes

that hoe tryna figure out which way that she should go

i told her to "come here baby, lemme show you home"

i feel like lil tuechi baby

get a milli then im gone

i feel like lil toosi we gon slide and do em wrong

huh 

we got hella bands

shawty super bad, told her bring her friends

we gon have a blast, feel like megaman

niggas super trash, all they do is rant

free lil JT out dat cell

rob that nigga bad, send that money to my zelle

bitch we get that money, get that green, we get that kel

slide up on yo block oh well

talk down on bro give you hell

huh

im tryna know what the business is

walk in the function, im in this bitch

they doin pacers, no fitness bitch

400 vivenne pendant bitch

im ridin round wit my gang, wit my posse, and we in this bitch

yeah i got some money, but im the same, and no switchin bitch

get to the racks, yeah i get to the pesos

i get some money, now she do what i say so

yall do anything to stay on a payroll

get some bread, and now that bitch wanna face full

i put her in bb simmons, now she want some bands

she call me her sugar daddy, but im not yo mans

dont care about what you sayin, baby gimmie head

and i know a lotta niggas, who want me dead

wodie better duck his taco, for we tap his head

throwin packs like joe flacco, ima fucking vet

bitch my neck on froze, they say im not up wittem

i got hella bros

they all crashouts, they gon get ya

bitch i put them racks up

we pray for his life jus like a pastor

we gon up it faster

bitch we got more money, pockets fatter

yuh

my body so different, homie

im tryna get better, homie

all red, alabama, on eem

they gon sell they soul 

racks on me, i cut they bowl

niggas be so broke

tell em t up, i said woah

gotta bitch'll touch her toes

that hoe tryna figure out which way that she should go

i told her to "come here baby, lemme show you home"

i feel like lil tuechi baby

get a milli then im gone

i feel like lil toosi we gon slide and do em wrong

up wittem (prod6666666 + aria1k)

send a sos to god

niggas really out to get me 

bitch im in that new high-rise

and i push it like a hemi

said he get money, he a fraud

that boy broke, cant get up wit me

told lil bro to pass that rod

we spin blocks in f-150's

send a sos we hit his chest, we might jus hit his neck

extra bullets flying, we walk up on his body, jus to check

lil bro twitchin, we gon put him in a stream, we kick him over

when that payment hit, cash it out at a tm

racks in the rover

we put stars in the roof

its gettin hot, in the room

said that that's yo bm

dont care, got my rod in the room

shakin hips from philly

she feel like she raud, in the room

gettin high off the shrooms

we pray to god he dont lose

send a sos to god

niggas really out to get me 

bitch im in that new high-rise

and i push it like a hemi

said he get money, he a fraud

that boy broke, cant get up wit me

told lil bro to pass that rod

we spin blocks in f-150's

send a sos we hit his chest, we might jus hit his neck

extra bullets flying, we walk up on his body, jus to check

lil bro twitchin, we gon put him in a stream, we kick him over

when that payment hit, cash it out at a tm

racks in the rover

sos to god (zoc)

please get out my face, im so cold

grab the knife of life, run away from home

ring ring, you know damn well i dont answer phones

im gettin real tired, of the lies, and the games

im getting real tired, of the highs, and the fame

im getting real tired of these ties, and these names i gotta get used to

but im hoping thats what u meant

"didnt mean all these lies", devil in disguise, is what i dont get

ignore it when im lookin deep in your eyes

these fuck niggas spies, we step on they necks

im walking round wit dat shit on my side

these fucking niggas try it, get shot in they neck

baby i know what u meant now

im getting racks, so im him now

shawty got access to the penthouse

fuck dat bitch, i told her to bend down

shawty tryna get the racks up

many men up in that black truck

way too many bands to pass up

you get money? i do faster

all my niggas straight like gimble

put the racks on me, yuh thats simple

and im splittin rackies for my members

we put dick in her face, give her dimples

bad hoe, she tryna hump like camel

money strong, that shit got tooth enamel

come down thru ur chimney, like santa

hell nah, we dont sip coke, drink fanta

we shippin packs, ship coke like

damn, damn

baby im jus tryna get to know ya

white on me like magnolia

bitch im drippin down in goyard

my niggas push 200 in that phantom

big ass choppa bullets for ya

shawty loving on me said im handsome

said im handsome

shawty ain knowin im him

racks on me out the gym

im in that cayenne, she say that im trim

walk down, mask up fa dem bills

huh

im tryna get to that cake, to that dough

niggas do anything, but them niggas stay broke

walk around wit da k, up the drake at his nose

niggas lame, niggas snakes, and them niggas not bro

i think you know how it ends

walkin around wit a whole lotta bands

niggas stay broke, but i got my advance

walk around wit ur yearly in my pants

niggas who stand u up is not ur mans

know some niggas who switched up for a band

went to the county, they snitched, then they ran

free all my young niggas, locked wit dem feds

slow motion, better than no motion

head up, i told them niggas to focus

bread up, got some niggas sellin potion

my niggas riding round wit some bands

why niggas asking for handouts?

niggas be so fucking fanned out

get some money, buy a penthouse

huh

Peppermint (reptile6x)

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