"Peer Pressure, Pt. 2" lyrics
"Peer Pressure, Pt. 2"
Yo
Yo
Now I'm done with all the talking
Now it's time to get it cracking
Grab the dinger, grab the burner, grab the gloves, and get the ballies
We've been doing too much talking
Let's go get him, here's the addy
Time to run up on you strapped up with the mash, and let him have it
I swear his house has got security
[?] fuck all that shit
My man thinks he's safe cause he thinks nobody knows where
His new house is (Yeah)
That's except from us and he looks at us like we're his
Family
And he trusts us so we won't be paranoid watching all his cameras
Yo, I know where all his Jewels are, and I know where all his cash is, and I know he's got a crop
I think he keeps it in his attic, because last year I was homeless and he let me stay around it
So, I got to watch his movements, and I studied all his patterns
Listen, one thing that's for sure my man's on it, he's on vallies
Remember what he done?
Yeah, he's on vallies
He's a Savage
Best move quickly when we grabbing
Don't try fight that evil addict
Shit goes left, you best not panic
You better not run, you better back it
Come on, bro, that's standard
Yo, but what about his mandem?
He's got bare new friends around him
They might pull up and smoke to back him
Na, his bredren won't pull up, they only pull up for the cameras
They look scary in his vids but they know fuck all, they're just patties
Yo, I pull up to the left, park the car up, turn the lights off
Yeah, he's definitely in the house cause I can see
His bedroom lights on
Bro, the front and back are solid, so let's break in through
The side door (Boom!)
Now we're in there like swimwear, it's time to get our slime on
Yo, I'm done with all the talking
Now it's time to get it cracking
Grab the dinger, grab the burner, grab the gloves, and get the ballies
We've been doing too much talking
Let's go get him, here's the addy
Time to run upon him strapped up with the mash, and let him have it
Yo, I'm done with all the talking
Yo, it's time to get it cracking
Grab the dinger, grab the burner, grab the gloves, and get the ballies
We've been doing too much talking
Let's go get him, here's the addy
Time to run upon him strapped up with the mash, and let him have it
Now we're creeping up the stairs
Don't think he's clocked cause he's still sleeping
Yo, my brother you're making me nervous, what's
With all the heavy breathing?
Bro, I'm having second thoughts. This shit ain't right, we
Shouldn't be here
Yo, it's too late now to chicken out
[?] - I lead you
We're in the house now
We're getting closer to his room, we see the target
Bark! Bark! Bark! Bark!
Yo, shit, what's that?!
His ugly dog just started barking
Shit! Oh no, he just woke up! Now watch he's about to go bananas!
But he isn't
He just looked at us and smiled, and started laughing like
I knew your man was coming and I knew your man was plotting since you asked to borrow that money and I said 'No I haven't got it'
Blud, I seen your eyes turn red and since that day you've been moving dodgy
Blud, you've come here for a robbery, now it's turned into a mockery
I've got killers in the next room
I've got killers in the lobby
I've got killers in the van outside
Oh, what?
You didn't clock them?
Bro, you come to take my crop?
Oh, you're too late, you silly sausage
I've already fucking chopped it down and sent
It up to Scotland (Ch)
All the jewels you think I've got (ay, ay)
All the cash that you think I've got (ay, ay)
Got taken out of my house and [?] (ay, ay)
[?] same guy clocked it was on me
Yo, I wish it was me and you man
All my goons and this big shotty
Now tell me what you want to do? (Ah)
We just want to say we're sorry
Is it too late now to say sorry?
And that's words of Justin Bieber
Yes, it is. So, shut your mouth
But you're my brother we're your day one geezers
Fuck all that!
You tried to [?] me
Na, I'm tryna [?] your [?]
And then it hit him like
"Dickhead tried to take me for a mug"
Then I grabbed onto his blade and went to cut him in the face
You best not do that you'll go prison, we've already run the gates
They're already on the way
Now, look they're pulling up right now
Then
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wait, nobody move!
'Cause it's the police get on the ground (Ch)
Then he looked at them and whispered
Like he met a bunch of snitches
I thought you man was hyenas
How you going to work with the piglets?
You was out here pressing triggers
Now you're about press some charges
You man on the roads are finished
Na, man I never even started
Yo, I'm done with all the talking
Now it's time to get it cracking
Grab the dinger, grab the burner, grab the gloves, and get the ballies
We've been doing too much talking
Let's go get him, here's the addy
Time to run upon him strapped up with the mash, and let him have it
Yo, I'm done with all the talking
Yo, it's time to get it cracking
Grab the dinger, grab the burner, grab the gloves, and get the ballies
We've been doing too much talking
Let's go get him, here's the addy
Time to run upon him strapped up with the mash, and let him have it
Let him have it
With the mash, and let him have it
Run upon him strapped up with the mash, and let him have it
- AZLyrics
- M
- Morrisson Lyrics
album:
"British Trap Royalty" (2024)
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