Peekaboo (Freestyle)

[Verse 1] Uh Crip walkin’ on a opp ‘til he blue in the face Box ‘em up like stock, shooter put his ass away I’m a dog like Top but I ain’t here to entertain Spend a summer in the house, put in work like I’m the [?], uh Got P’s, got G’s up in the safe, uh Iced out, ball toe with the sleigh Shawty drop to her knees but she ain’t beggin’ I go hard up in the field, you can call me a young Beckham No brawlin’ like Tekken Guns drawn, we tec ‘em Pop, pop, bodies droppin’ to the floor like Tetris Got it locked ‘cross thе grid, battleships in all sections I give hеr grits every morning, no breakfast Stop playin’ with a nigga, pitbull, I’m aggressive Shots hit his noggin, now his shit lookin’ crescent If you ain’t poppin’, I ain’t tryna hear no lectures Be with no hands, lil’ mama, like a Tesla Stones known to dance, this is Vs or better Every single champ need a medal he can treasure All I hear is chat like they streaming on Cenat Yeah, every time I show they print the paper that’s facts Yeah, nigga, that’s facts When I’m in the city, shawty chirp, where you at? Got the spring water, all your diamonds look tapped Know I got the bass, every verse is like peekaboo Dope shit, put it in your veins Peekaboo, pull up in the coup and drop the brains Tell the truth, I’m the illest nigga, I’m in pain Leave your melon blue, if you think you fuckin’ with the gang, lil’ nigga [Chorus] Talk ‘bout it, they just gon’ talk ‘bout it He ain’t finna do nothin’, they just talk ‘bout it We gon’ roll ‘em like a blunt and get a spark out it Last nigga learned his lesson, he got chalked out it [Verse 2] Bang, AK be the name, I’m the savior of the game Pac reincarnated, someone go and check his grave ‘Til my final destination, suffocate with blue faces (sheesh) Ain’t no sit and waitin’, like Morgan, I’ma chase it Uh, doc, I’m runnin’ out of patience Every single song they put on, sanitation Where the real rap? I guess I gotta create it Showed ‘em I’m a star, Merkaba like David [Chorus] Talk ‘bout it, they just gon’ talk ‘bout it He ain’t finna do nothin’, they just talk ‘bout it We gon’ roll ‘em like a blunt and get a spark out it Last nigga learned his lesson, he got chalked out it [Verse 3] Big belly Buddha and my pockets on creatine Shawty let me smack, so good, she like, “He a dream” Like a lumberjack, I give her wood, then I hit the tree Shawty drenched, throw it back, she wet up the T Know I make that thing stretch then she go to sleep Then it’s back to runnin’ up them checks, Nike on her feet Bank up eight hundred on collect, every first week No time for rest, I need that for the week Peekaboo Dope shit, put it in your veins Peekaboo, pull up in the coup and drop the brains Tell the truth, I’m the illest nigga, I’m in pain Leave your melon blue, if you think you fuckin’ with the gang, lil’ nigga