Peer Pressure lyrics

[Intro: Akeem Ali]
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
Rollin'

[Verse 1: Akeem Ali]
It's time to get wicked, king, okay, I'm 'bout to go special needs
Don't ask me for no more favors and none of them extra deeds
I run it like I got extra needs
I pray that you don't, but get out of line and I'm checkin' dweebs
'Cause where I'm from, n*ggas pullin' cards like they Tesla keys, for real
I remember plenty times when I stole the shine and n*ggas was callin' me roguish
I put my n*ggas on and brought the staff with me, now n*ggas is callin' me Moses
'Cause I'm a righteous n*gga
If you like b*tches, wе gon' be fine, 'cause I'm dykin' with you
And I lovе a b*tch who don't give no f*ck, 'cause I'm triflin' with you
f*ck with a n*gga
Growin' up, I wasn't the brightest kid, but I wasn't particularly dumb
I put Gorilla Glue on every strap that I had 'cause my mama said, "Stick to your guns"
That's what I did too
I had big kahunas, I been draggin' balls since a kid, boo
I just told the b*tch she was a buried treasure, I can dig you
A young n*gga flow been on igloo
She gave me her digits and said, "You should call," I said, "Okay"
To me, your number is domestic violence, 'cause maybe later, I'ma hit you
I got a lot of sh*t that I'm tryna get, but for now, a n*gga tryna get through
Every Halloween, I'ma treat myself, 'cause you should never let a n*gga trick you, rollin'
[Verse 2: Don Trip]
And every Halloween, I'ma get the bag, I'm money hungry, got a sweet tooth
Got a couple goons I might send through to come wipe your nose without a tissue
I'm so cold-blooded, might p*ss blue and you n*ggas shaky like fish food
Born a rider, though I'm growin' tired, still get the check like Jiffy Lube
Flippin' P's while skippin' school, might flex on 'em like Ricky Ru
Bigger picture, I got the juice and your thirsty b*tch wanna sip my spoon
I'm so dope, she might overdose, you might have to give that b*tch Narcan
Long time since I tucked a sack, but I'm still connected like broadband
Dial it down, first class, I'm in a private lounge
Shinin' in you n*ggas' faces, you gon' have to drive around with the visor down
Ridin' 'round with the iron out, it got a beam on it
Got a cold shoulder, can't lean on it
Went and f*cked the woman of my dreams and I kinda liked her, so I put a ring on it
In the ring, homie
I was bodyslammin' pounds, I deserve a title shot
Rap don't pan out, better know I'm goin' back like an Icy Hot
Surpressor on the fully-auto Glock, extended clip full of Hydra-Shoks
n*ggas say my moment over, but I'm really in my prime like an Autobot
Real sh*t, I'm a cool guy, but my brother Pif was a loose cannon
Oh, but for those green backs, I transform like Bruce Banner
And I'm 'bout that action and I stand on it even when it's accidental
In any case, I ain't got the hammer, I'll carve your ass like a jack-o-lantern
Naw, I ain't gang gang, I don't pledge no allegiance to a bandana
n*gga, I been all about the money since the television came with an antenna
It's 'bout time for me to dip like I ran with Cam'ron and Juelz Santana
All I needed was a beat and I'ma get in that ass like Bad Santa, on Pif
[Outro]
Wait, long live Pif
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)