OMB Peezy, Rxalu Loaded - Lemon Pepper lyrics

LeParis Kentae Dade Sr.

[OMB Peezy, Rxalu Loaded - Lemon Pepper lyrics]

(Is this a Rover beat?)

I told my boy, "This shit
Won't be like this forever
Why you think we out here working like a job
Baby?"
No matter what happen, we stick together
Late nights when the trap got all crazy
Sewer baby, dope boy style steppers
Off Whites, Air 1s, lemon pepper
Big Glocks, blue cheese, full of cheddar
We make it rain 'til
These bitches need umbrellas

First off, hold up, let me pop my shit
I used to be broke, now a car on my wrist
One dog-ass nigga, but I smoke Cat Piss
But I don't give a fuck, lil' bitch, I'm rich
I was in the trap house really selling bricks
In the grow house, spent five on a zip
Guzzle down a four, we ain't taking no sips
Ice so cold, they be calling me bricks, burr
Louis V slips got fur
My bitch bad, real hair
Racks on me, yes, sir
Shooters with me, Steve Kerr
Car so fast, when I pass, it blur
Used to cut class for the gas and the purp'
Got the strap in my bag on my back, no purse
Real sewer baby, had to get it out the dirt

I told my boy, "This shit
Won't be like this forever
Why you think we out here working like a job
Baby?"
No matter what happen, we stick together
Late nights when the trap got all crazy
Sewer baby, dope boy style steppers
Off Whites, Air 1s, lemon pepper
Big Glocks, blue cheese, full of cheddar
We make it rain 'til
These bitches need umbrellas

Look, I knew I wasn't gon' be broke forever
So I was never thinking 'bout a job, baby
Hit the block, learned to
Hustle, learned to rob, baby
If I hate on a nigga hustle
Told God he can take me
They threw dirt on my name
I bought me a shovel
I'm so in love with the streets
I wrote 'em a letter say she love me
I ain't knowin' what to tell her
I just leaned back like, "Whatever"
Lookin' at her like she movie stellar
I ain't foolish
Sorry, baby, I can't date you
I don't do the movies
Instagram knocked me off my page
Say I'm showin' nudity
No, I ain't see nobody face when
I was going through it
Nigga play, they all gotta lay, no
Ain't no pick and choosin'
Nigga play, they all gotta lay, no
Ain't no pickin' let go of the AR
Now I've been ridin' with a fifty new Glock
'bout ten bodies gon' fall when I switch it
Hundred shots
I'm tryna fuck over a nigga kidney
It's Peezy

I told my boy, "This shit
Won't be like this forever
Why you think we out here working like a job
Baby?"
No matter what happen, we stick together
Late nights when the trap got all crazy
Sewer baby, dope boy style steppers
Off Whites, Air 1s, lemon pepper
Big Glocks, blue cheese, full of cheddar
We make it rain 'til
These bitches need umbrellas

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