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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Young Thug
Young Thug
Stimme und Gesang
Bslime
Bslime
Stimme und Gesang
Future
Future
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jaborious Martin
Jaborious Martin
Songwriter:in
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter:in
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter:in
Jordan Edon
Jordan Edon
Songwriter:in
Vlad Dugin
Vlad Dugin
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
A.'Bainz' Bains
A.'Bainz' Bains
Mischtechniker:in
AJ STAY WORKIN
AJ STAY WORKIN
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Aresh Banaji
Aresh Banaji
Mischtechniker:in
Ayo Deni
Ayo Deni
Produzent:in
BABY PLUGG
BABY PLUGG
Produzent:in
Jim Bailey
Jim Bailey
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Joba Aladeselu
Joba Aladeselu
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Prod. Da Don
Prod. Da Don
Produzent:in
Samuel Reyes
Samuel Reyes
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Shaan Singh
Shaan Singh
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Letras

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Peepin' out the window
Peepin' out the window
Peepin' out the window
Peepin' out the window
[Chorus]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah, yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like I'm indo (Oh)
All I see is a bunch of broke-ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin', I ain't hot no more
Well, listen to me closely
Bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dogs bossed up
[Verse 1]
I doubled up, I don't do no chores no more
I ain't steppin' on these **** like no rugs no more
Find myself carin' way too much, ain't got no shrubs no more
But got way bigger shows, I ain't chargin' dubs no more
I charge a half a million dollars just to walk out
I hate the police, but I'm big, so they brought cops out
I got a gun, shoot sixteen times, but it's fun sized
Sign on the dotted lines
One time for the ones saw me come from nothing
Speakin' of nothing
Pussy **** know not to play, I ain't goin' for nothing (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like I'm indo (Oh)
All I see is a bunch of broke-ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin', I ain't hot no more
Well, listen to me closely
Bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dogs bossed up
[Verse 2]
Youngin' jumped inside the game, he got some fuckin' diamonds
We make temporary decisions, change the fuckin' climate
Run with D-boys, yeah, them boys who be runnin' the lobby
Change the channel, you know I'm up next by the way I pop it
I sip on syrup a lot, but no one understand me
I told my mama, "No more sufferin', I made it"
You should've seen all these motherfuckers' faces
I told my brothers, "We ain't goin' back to basic"
Ever since I copped the Hellcat
**** still wonderin' why, like, "BSlime, you did that"
I'm kickin' my ones and twos, chillin' at the rib shack
Wishin' I can bring my dog back from the fuckin' jailmates
[Chorus]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like I'm indo (Oh)
All I see is a bunch of broke-ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin', I ain't hot no more
Well, listen to me closely
Bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dogs bossed up
[Verse 3]
Peepin' out the window
All I see is a bunch of racist-ass cops tryna catch a **** slackin' like Jim Crow
Had to make it through the worst on the turf, out the dirt, **** stayin' down, ten toes
I done seen a lot of struggle that came with this game
She cried, but she gon' lie just to fuck on my chain
I drunk codeine and popped one just to stimulate my brain
[Chorus]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead, wanna smoke me like I'm indo (Oh)
All I see is a bunch of broke-ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin', I ain't hot no more
Well, listen to me closely
Bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dogs bossed up
[Outro]
Hell yeah
[Instrumental]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Peepin' out the window
Yeah, yeah
See the opps risin' from the dead when I look out my window
All this water in these baguettes, I might turn into Nemo
Yeah
Written by: Brandon King, Ilya Lezgin, Jaborious Martin, Jeffery Williams, Jordan Oliver Edon, Nayvadius Wilburn, Vladislav Ruslanovich Dugin
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