Pepperoni Lyrics

Bitch Im back on

Bitch Im back home, in my zone

Niggas cap on, got no racks going

Where you going

Yeah, get your ass on yeah

Niggas stay, snitching man lets get these rats gone yeah

Hit him with extension

Man these niggas capping on me, for real

Blaster on me

I'll blast it at yo homie, for real

Niggas 4 deep

My niggas pull up 4 deep, for real

Niggas know me

Send shit up like I'm Kobe, for real

Got my own cheese

I'm stacking up my own cheese, for real

Got my dough please

Im stacking up my dough, peep for real

Niggas hold me

These niggas can't just hold me, for real

Pepperoni, I'm stacking up my dough and cheese for real yeah

I'm with your boo hey hey, yeah

Niggas stay, snitching ole' dude, ain't okay yeah

Choppa it gone do, at your dude, hey okay yeah

Drippin' I said oops, I got droops, on my chain yeah

I told em' I got guap

Yeah I told em' I don't play

And I tell these niggas opps man

I tell these niggas fake

And I tell he ain't got no guap man

I tell he ain't got no cake

Yeah I hit him with that chop man

You know it's no debate

Yeah you know that I'm gone pop shit

You know that I'm gone spray, yeah

Niggas they on opp shit man these niggas just hating, yeah

Pull up I'm gone bop shit

Your bitch she wanna spray, yeah

Pull up beat the block yeah

That fn it's gone spray, yeah

Yeah, I'm with your hoe, sipping wock yeah

Pull up with that pole

Let it blow, hit his top

Yeah these niggas they just know

How we go, we getting guap yeah

Hit him with that pole

You know my bro gone hit the opp yeah

And it's fuck a opp, fuck a opp

Drippin' like I'm butterscotch

I got 12 gauges hit a nigga ass like duck your tops

Niggas lame man

These pussy niggas they ain't touch no guap

How I came man

I'm rocking purp' and red like cup of rock

Jumping gates man

Im running with my niggas fuck the cops

Go insane man

Im chiefin' man, no I don't bust them shots

Try the gang, we gone peep the play

My nigga, up them glocks

Johnny Cage, freezing on my face, and freezing on my watch

Counting all my own cheese

I got that blaster on me, for real

Yeah im cozy

That choppa, like im Kobe, for real

Got it on me

Im counting up my own cheese, for real

Got my dough, cheese, just need my pepperoni, for real

Niggas hold me

These niggas they don't know me, for real

Yeah, hit him with that choppa blast your homie, for real

Niggas snitching man these niggas they don't know me for real

Got extensions on my mop for all the nosey, for real

Okay okay

With you boo she swerving lanes

And these niggas they be talking

But they group don't make no gains

And I hit him with that choppa

Yeah that blue is in my veins

And these niggas they be snitching

Man these dudes they super lame

Man these niggas they ain't got no fucking guap

Ain't got no chain

When I hit him let that choppa rock

Young boy gone let it rain

When I hit him with that choppa

Pop young boy, go let it rain

When I hit him with that choppa

Pop young boy, go let it rain yeah

I'm with the group, with the gang yeah

Pull up with that tool

I'm gone shoot, at yo brain yeah

Fucking on yo boo

Yeah on who

What's my name yeah

Fucking on yo boo

I said hold up what's my name yeah

Pull up let that choppa bop

Yeah I'm gone let it spray, yeah

Niggas they ain't got no guap, no these niggas be lame

And I pull up and I fuck your thot

You know she see my chain yeah

These niggas ain't got no guap, man get you some more pay yeah

Oh wait

(With you boo sipping paint yeah

Pull up with that tool let it do, let it spray yeah

I fuck a nigga boo, I said oops, that's my gang yeah

Let it rain yeah)