Peysoh, NLE Choppa - 2+2 lyrics
Peysoh [California, U.S.] 🇺🇸
NLE Choppa [Bryson Lashun Potts] Memphis, Tennessee. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Peysoh, NLE Choppa - 2+2 lyrics]
Hey, look I'm a Don
I stay with a [_], You stay on the porch
You playing with me and you done
How could u win? How could u move?
If killing the kill nigga run
Don't leave it at home
Look up when you walk
He driving and shooting for fun
You know it ain't safe
Another one dead
So nigga you better just run
You better just leave
You better go talk to a couple of priest
Go get you a leash
You better be sliding in traffic
No keeping that shit on your seat
Stay on alert no time for the games
You playing around you get shot in your face
Spin where you sleep get you a mask
Go get you a gun that ain't leaving a tracе
[Verse 2, Peysoh]
Its 2-2-1, BTA
All of my young niggas spin with a Drake
All of my young niggas down for a case
All of my young niggas shoot for the facе
Its taking too long, I'm getting impatient
We getting on feet, man lets see if they out
Niggas be woofing and woofing, and woofing
And woofing, and woofing, and woofing for clout
[Chorus, Peysoh]
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood it stink in this bitch
[Verse 3, Peysoh]
I'm doing the dash
If i see the crash we going hunnid
Got stick in the whip
No stick in the box, I thug with it on me
Shoutout [?], but stick on my hip
I don't be hanging with niggas
Who flexing that money but never got
Nun for the table, this shit from the dirt
Had to go run in his house before
We got money from labels
I'm real as it gets no fake in my blood
I still be with killers and deep in the trench
I come from a hood, slide for a rank
No gun for the skit, than we going full range
I'm doing him bad, if I get a chance
You hang on that block
And I'm leaving you drenched
Swear it be niggas who popping on live
Who really ain't slid and still on that fence
No hitting that dance, I'm hitting it with you
Nigga no reffing I'm blowing that whistle
Nigga no cappin I be on this beat
He play with the P and get hit with a missile
Bro, what's the issue? Oh, you ain't trippin?
What happen to all that shit on that net
What happened to
All that shit you was saying on live
You had a good time making threats?
[Chorus, Peysoh]
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood it stink in this bitch
[Verse 4, NLE Choppa]
[_]
[Chorus, Peysoh]
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood it stink in this bitch
Two plus two, sticks in this bitch
All around killers don't blink in this bitch
Got me a fully don't wink in this bitch
Got strength in this wood it stink in this bitch