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Adrian Barnes
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Lyrics
Young **** Peabody Projects
Where **** shot at
Tryna take some , please don't do that
You'll get shot at
Leave his brains up where the sky at
Don't care nothin' bout that
Talkin' down on Dre
Little bitch, you crazy
****, where your racks at
Smoke za, **** Poppin' oxy's
Spin again look where your mans at
Put the guns down where your hands at
I beat 'em
Left him at his doormat
You will never see me posted with no pistol I ain't like that
I ain't tryna ex that pussy boy out, Like I'm playin' tic-tac
Lil bitch wanna make a movie
Told her
I ain't Casey Neistat
He just mad his little bitch sucked me up I'm lazy
And he kissed that
Bitches reachin' out
They see me blowin' up
But I don't miss that
All these **** love to talk
But we got switches on our gatts
I been on that type of timing
Slimin' shit since I was 12
OG told me it's two things
The pearly gates or in that cell
As long as I got God
I know this shit gon' end up well
But let a **** talk too crazy I'ma go to hell
Young **** Peabody Projects
Where **** shot at
Tryna take some , please don't do that
You'll get shot at
Leave his brains up where the sky at
Don't care nothin' bout that
Talkin' down on Dre
Little bitch, you crazy
****, where your racks at
Smoke za, **** Poppin' oxy's
Spin again look where your mans at
Put the guns down where your hands at
I beat 'em
Left him at his doormat
You will never see me posted with no pistol I ain't like that
I ain't tryna ex that pussy boy out, Like I'm playin' tic-tac
You would think my ****
Wizards with these sticks just like Selena
But this shit ain't what it seem
These sticks ain't magic these new heaters
Tell my **** to pull up they spinnin'
Some like a subpoena
I can't wife that bitch you know she for the gang
She just an eater
Get 'em hit like Derrick Jeter
Got some blood on my new sneakers
He got R.I.P.S up in his bio
Do you want to meet 'em
Lil bitch said she gon stay down with me
You know I gotta treat her
Told her i can't do this marriage shit
Unless she sign this prenup
Young **** Peabody Projects
Where **** shot at
Tryna take some , please don't do that
You'll get shot at
Leave his brains up where the sky at
Don't care nothin' bout that
Talkin' down on Dre
Little bitch, you crazy
****, where your racks at
Smoke za, **** Poppin' oxy's
Spin again look where your mans at
Put the guns down where your hands at
I beat 'em
Left him at his doormat
You will never see me posted with no pistol I ain't like that
I ain't tryna ex that pussy boy out, Like I'm playin' tic-tac
Lil bitch wanna make a movie
Told her
I ain't Casey Neistat
He just mad his little bitch sucked me up I'm lazy
And he kissed that
Bitches reachin' out
They see me blowin' up
But I don't miss that
Written by: Adrian Barnes
