iphone x - peezy lyrics
iphone x lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah, ayy
[verse]
when lil jerry had the marauder, i had fifteen dollars
a glass jar and an eight ball of powder
now i carry ’round dubs like the sh*t ain’t a problem
i got clio in toledo, i’ll be there in an hour
certified in the streets, i done ran with some dogs
valet park at the ‘set, draggin’ bags out the mall
if you here, then it’s cheap, i need gas if you far
but when i say i got gas, i don’t mean i gotta fart
used to ride an oldie, rims spin when i park
to jumpin’ out a benz, shirt given’ with the stars
or given’ with the dog, tune in when i talk
i’m too motherf*ckin’ fresh, i can’t blend in with y’all
used to sn*tch cartis, now i sn*tch tags off before the party
thousand*dollar jeans, these ain’t ed hardys
twenty*five hundred for the sneakers, that’s a pair of cartis
still gon’ have a hundred on in jewelry when i turn forty
lookin’ for me, n*gga, then you know just where i’m at
tell my life story, i don’t know if i can rap
silver spoon n*ggas, you don’t know about the trap
real plug, get back on me when you finished with the pack
b*tch walk in the crib, make her turn her phone in
all these blues on me like i’m turnin’ phones in
she ain’t tryna f*ck me, then she goin’ home then
streets so motherf*ckin’ cold, i don’t trust my own mans
had the benz truck and then i did the 550
n*gga, ask your ho about it, she was catchin’ rides with me
drink a four, pop a perc’, that sh*t got my hands itchin’
hit the town, make a swap, ridin’ back with bands with me
fool in the kitchen, turn a split into an eighth
bustin’ down bales, let the worker keep the shake
dropped so many motherf*ckin’ pounds, i’m in shape
boy, don’t call my line if it ain’t involvin’ cake
d*ckies on, stack season, feelin’ like i’m pay
ball so f*ckin’ hard, they can’t guard me in the paint
free my real n*ggas on the yard with them shanks
gotta keep that tool on you in the garden with them snakes
i ain’t buyin’ another f*ckin’ car ‘less it’s a wraith
stars in the ceiling, feeling like i’m outer sp*ce
shiny moncler, rollie on like i’m mase
n*ggas d*ck handle, only thing we handle is this pape’
all we got is money on the schedule, ballin’ on another level, n*gga
welcome to ghetto boy records, n*gga
go to war about this money, it’s whatever, n*gga
paid an extra couple for the whip ’cause it got leather in it
if i up this b*tch, you better not move, don’t get clever, n*gga
lay your ass down underground with the devil, n*gga
i ain’t pass my test in high school, but bought a tesla, n*gga
gucci man*bag on my shoulder with a tester in it
dropped another chain, boy, i know you feel the pressure, n*gga
in and out of golden sun, ain’t talkin’ ’bout the weather, n*gga
we might got the same f*ckin’ watch, but i look better in it
we might got the same f*ckin’ whip, but i look better in it
ain’t go to court this morning, now i got a warrant
just left the dealership, i got another foreign
ballin’ like the knicks from all these blues and oranges
you ain’t in the mix, b*tch, you ain’t important
bought a whole thing and cooked half of it
took the other half to the o, i think the cavs want it
dropped a four way inside the water, put a bath on it
every time that bag touch down, i spend my last on it
[outro]
hah, ayy
i’m peepin’ you n*ggas out there ridin’ my motherf*ckin’ wave, n*gga
talkin’ ’bout no hook this, no hook that, n*gga
i started this sh*t, n*gga
you hear me?
who the f*ck talkin’ like this, n*gga?
y’all can’t f*ck with me, n*gga
ayy
let the beat ride out, dave
(david wesson)
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