"Peekaboo" lyrics

I spent $20, 000 in a week or so
Got this choppa on me let's play peekaboo
And I just took yo bitch and I can pick yo boo
She just came to me yeah she don't want you

I guess you a fool
Yeah my pockets full
Bitch I'm knocked up
I just think you dumb
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Pull up to McDonalds get a number one
Know she lyin sayin I'm her number one
Glock out I ain't finna shoot the 1s
And I'm rockin some custom 1's
This shoot flares I got a custom gun
Ridin round I can't trust no one
Nigga I'm smokin moonrocks coolin on the moon coolin with the rock
Skrt off in that drop top
I'm living my life top notch
This bitch shirt tie dye
My Haitian dudes voodoo tada
My relations from my mama
I got it in Michelle and Obama
Chrome hearts smokin zaza
This bitch kid call me dada
I got big artillery and these niggas ain't feelin me
Yo bitch drop to her knees man
Told her get up I beg please man
Cause I hate to see hoes breathin
They already damn hoes believe it
Ridin round where that bitch could see it
Fuck a job I won't ever need it
Fan took a picture I say delete it
Pull up on yo block street sweepin
Choppa rounds here now you leavin
I've been blowin up and I've been peakin
12 lurkin man they tryna peek in
I was high as hell I was really tweakin
Niggas scary but they not no demons
I got the sauce and she need it
Ridin around I don't ride my L
Fleein from twelve you won't take me to jail
I see a opp then we send em to hell
I don't leave no witness man somebodody gon tell

I spent $20, 000 in a week or so
Got this choppa on me lets play peekaboo
And I just took yo bitch and I can pick yo boo
She just came to me yeah she don't want you