Peep Show/November lyrics

by

The Fatal Sling


[Chorus]
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up

[Verse 1]
Rest In Peace to him, my f*cking mans
Grinding this sh*t, with both of his hands
On two legs, his soul stands
Man this sh*t more coarse then f*cking sands
But now we slid to the top
On a f*cking Jettski, man we came to rock
Don't nut in a sock, I ain't tote a Glock
But when I come around, everybody in a shock
What, b*tches can't f*ck with us
Cause we ride to the top, like a motherf*cking bus
Yea, for that b*tch I won't bust
Least not till she decides to trust us

[Chorus]
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up

[Verse 2]
Sliding in the shop, man we bout to pop off
I ain’t got a blicky, no I ain’t got a Glock
But she sucking on my c*ck
Yuh ay, I don't tell her stop, yuh
So I slide with my pimp gang, sike
ARN, that's my clique gang
And we sliding to the top cause we rock real hard, like som motherf*cking rockstars, ay
But we ain't here to steal Uzi's drip, we're just here to take a f*cking whip
Take a crack at the game, lil b*tch, soon you'll all know my name
Uh yuh ay, Lil Fatal, I'm the f*cking boss
I pull up, just like Rick Ross
Ay walk in the trap like a boss

[Chorus]
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up
b*tch I ain't up yet, but I'm coming up
For Lil Peep I'll cop a f*cking benz truck
A fifth of vodka, pour it in my cup
Lighting this blunt, cause we like to get f*cked up

[Verse 3]
Yeh yeh, she spin on my di*k like a beyblade
Driving fast car just like if it were a race day
Yuh, ay you can't touch me, cause I come like a motherf*cking day day
Daytrip took it to f*cking ten man, hope we can get a beat by them
16yrold huh, oh sh*t, damn I'm older than him then
Ay, Lil Fatal on the track to f*ck em up
Yea ay, in the booth with Otac
I'm about to f*ck you up
In the mic is where I spit

[Outro]
Ay, yo shoutout to everybody with a shrimp di*k
You know what I'm saying, Shrimp Gang, gang gang

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