City Morgue - Rip Peep lyrics

(Mula)
Bitch I put them hollows in you (Blaow)
Big MAC, not the Dollar Menu
Heard you sellin' out the venue
(Fuck outta here)
Look I'm comin' out to get you
Watch how I move the crack
Nigga fuck a root canal (Fishscale)
Homicide, on a walk out, Peter Luger style
(Blaow) everybody, duck for cover
We gon' hit the Undercover
I'ma need a hunnid Summers
I just took a bunch of uppers (Work)
Export, import, bricks of coke, been raw
(Fish scale) siamese, twin whores
Drink me like I'm Big Sean (Mula)

(yeah) pull up in a truck
We ain't come for conversation (Okay)
With a couple wardogs
Not a second hesitation (Wassup?)
Drag you right, down to Hell or go to jail
And you tell on your man (Huh?)
For a bail, niggas named (Huh?)
We ain't know shit (Huh?)
Thought that y'all pussies were soldiers
I send y'all soul up
Thought that y'all pussies were dealers
But y'all just rollers (Bu boom)
I pull up, chinchilla
Then y'all be looking for Zilla (Okay)
I mean, you gon' get split up (Okay)
Like pop, pop pop, pop, pop (Okay okay okay)