OMB Peezy - Fuck My P.O. lyrics

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Fuck my PO, gotta come and catch me
Don't ride with me no more
They say I'm wicked got too much on my mind
(man I been stressin')
Try me, somebody dyin' (give you a blessin')
Fuck my PO, you can tell him I said that
Can't leave the heat at home
'cause shit get hectic
Got too much on my mind
(got too much on my mind)
Try me, somebody dyin'
(try me, somebody dyin')

Fuck my PO, gotta come catch me
Ayy I'm Peezy, I like to finger fuck my Glock
I got a fetish, I like weapons
And I been going through some things
I need a blessing but knock the horns
I'ma get one of these fuck
Niggas if they test me
Nigga tried me, you wanna die
You a bloodclaat pussy watch
He was dead when he took the shot
To his head where them bullets fly
Peezy heading up to the top
But I'm stressin', duckin' all these cops
Know these pussies want to see me flop
Made a promise to make it out
Put the offering in the pot
Even though I know the pastor fake
I can see it all in his face
But God gon' bless me anyway
I know I can die any day
That goes for anybody on this earth
Done looked death dead in his face
But any weapon formed ain't gon' work
Pain pills help me chill
Stressin' tryna pay the bills
They don't know I feel like them
But for my spot they'll kill
Pain pills help me chill
Stressin' tryna pay the bills
They don't know I feel like them
But for my spot they'll kill

Fuck my PO, gotta come and catch me
Don't ride with me no more
They say I'm wicked got too much on my mind
(man I been stressin')
Try me, somebody dyin' (give you a blessin')
Fuck my PO, you can tell him I said that
Can't leave the heat at home
'cause shit get hectic
Got too much on my mind
(got too much on my mind)
Try me, somebody dyin'
(try me, somebody dyin')

Fuck probation, fuck parole
Give me court, I ain't gon' go
On the run, it's alright
And I'm also on the road
I'm sneed 'less it's 'bout some cheese
Won't move 'less it's 'bout some blue
High speed on feet
Peezy P gon' take 'em to the moon
Nobody move, the nigga gon' get it
Don't ride with me 'less you with me
Take off your badge and mate
You with the semi
Treat your bitch ass like a sissy
Just started and I ain't gon' finish
Wanna take my Bentley, keep me in it
Don't get offended, I'm just ventin'
Won't tell if they come and get me
They caught me with a stolen pistol
Did my time and took it to the head
Still ridin' with a stolen pistol
Bitch this time I'm goin' to the feds
Crackers talkin' 'bout my dreams
Sayin' rapping ain't a real job
Just bailed out for some marijuana 'fore they
Hit me with a real charge
Caught me with a stolen pistol
Did my time and took it to the head
Still ridin' with a stolen pistol
Bitch this time I'm goin' to the feds
Crackers talkin' 'bout my dreams
Sayin' rapping ain't a real job
Just bailed out for some marijuana 'fore they
Hit me with a real charge

Fuck my PO, gotta come and catch me
Don't ride with me no more
They say I'm wicked got too much on my mind
(man I been stressin')
Try me, somebody dyin' (give you a blessin')
Fuck my PO, you can tell him I said that
Can't leave the heat at home
'cause shit get hectic
Got too much on my mind
(got too much on my mind)
Try me, somebody dyin'
(try me, somebody dyin')