Peezy - Ya Heard lyrics
Peezy [Phillip Glen-Earl Peaks] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Peezy - Ya Heard lyrics]
C'mon platinum in that trap, you heard?
Young rich and black
Used to have junkies clean the trap up
Way before you lil' niggas ever
Had a rap buzz
I'm on Fordham and Hayes picking packs up
Making hand-to hand transactions with
My strap tucked
Was a heavy hand nigga breaking razor blades
I'm up early on the first
Day getting paid today
Cut the big up in rocks
Sold the whole eighth
My favorite auntie come and
Clean the whole plate
You ain't no real hustler
You ain't sold shake
When it's money on the floor
We make the hoes wait
Used to save up to get a whole cake
Ask the fiends about me, they
Know my whole name, bitch
Hundred pounds came in
It's time to break 'em down
Only selling zips and halfs
Ain't no weight around
We call this shit a drought
If ain't no yay around
I need three-fifty in quarters
Like Kanye around
Talking 'bout that work, not them Yeezys
I really put in work, that's on Jesus
Cut a zip of dog up in pieces
(What you know about it?)
I gotta cut this shit or
It might kill the people
(They might pass out)
My dawg'll bust your head
I give him a reason
Auntie fell and bust her head
When she used that needle (For real)
The feds was in the hood
You ain't even peep 'em now you in the can
Worried 'bout if your bitch cheatin' (Damn)
Been ballin' on these niggas
This the fifth season
Get a whiff of these chains
And your bitch leaving (She gone)
If I ain't up close I'ma inf' beam him
Nigga drop one of ours and we gon' get even
Pussy
I ain't never gotta rap, you heard?
I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
Ain't worried 'bout shit but them racks
You heard?
They hate me 'cause I'm young rich and black
You heard?
I ain't never gotta rap, you heard?
I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
Ain't worried 'bout shit but some racks
You heard?
They hate me 'cause I'm young rich and black
You heard?
Young rich and black
Used to have junkies clean the trap up
Way before you lil' niggas ever
Had a rap buzz
I'm on Fordham and Hayes picking packs up
Making hand-to hand transactions with
My strap tucked
Was a heavy hand nigga breaking razor blades
I'm up early on the first
Day getting paid today
Cut the big up in rocks
Sold the whole eighth
My favorite auntie come and
Clean the whole plate
You ain't no real hustler
You ain't sold shake
When it's money on the floor
We make the hoes wait
Used to save up to get a whole cake
Ask the fiends about me, they
Know my whole name, bitch
Hundred pounds came in
It's time to break 'em down
Only selling zips and halfs
Ain't no weight around
We call this shit a drought
If ain't no yay around
I need three-fifty in quarters
Like Kanye around
Talking 'bout that work, not them Yeezys
I really put in work, that's on Jesus
Cut a zip of dog up in pieces
(What you know about it?)
I gotta cut this shit or
It might kill the people
(They might pass out)
My dawg'll bust your head
I give him a reason
Auntie fell and bust her head
When she used that needle (For real)
The feds was in the hood
You ain't even peep 'em now you in the can
Worried 'bout if your bitch cheatin' (Damn)
Been ballin' on these niggas
This the fifth season
Get a whiff of these chains
And your bitch leaving (She gone)
If I ain't up close I'ma inf' beam him
Nigga drop one of ours and we gon' get even
Pussy
I ain't never gotta rap, you heard?
I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
Ain't worried 'bout shit but them racks
You heard?
They hate me 'cause I'm young rich and black
You heard?
I ain't never gotta rap, you heard?
I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
Ain't worried 'bout shit but some racks
You heard?
They hate me 'cause I'm young rich and black
You heard?