Peons lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Y'all n*ggas better remember me, man
Straight up
For real, man
Y'all n*ggas little as hell to me, man
I don't f*ck with y'all n*ggas, man
Y'all n*ggas be doin' more talkin' than action, man
Ha, y'all n*ggas make me laugh
That's on gang, b*tch
Straight up
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

[Chorus]
I don't f*ck with peons, pus*y man, I couldn't be one (Man, I couldn't be one)
Catch a n*gga slippin', ooh, caught down bad, he gon' be som' (Oh, he gon' be som')
Put you on a T-shirt, bet your partner, he ain't gon' spray nun' (Swear)
All these n*ggas soft as f*ck, you know they gonna say sum' (Tellin')
Rule number one, if you get caught, you better not say nun' (Yuh)
And I got that gun on me, not going out like Trayvon (Nah)
Black lives matter, so you know I keep a black gun (Black gun)
And you can't call me racist 'cause you n*ggas better not say nothin' (Uh-uh)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, young n*gga got that AK (I got the AK)
And I act a fool with it, know I keep a AK (I got the AK)
You don't wanna play, I spark that motherf*cker broad day (Uh-huh)
Catch me in the street, broad day, with the AK (Uh-huh)
Back to the trap like every day, this sh*t like anyway (Anyways)
b*tches wanna f*ck like any day, that's like every day (Every day)
Still getting money every day, you know how I play (That's how I play)
All up in the trap, but if it ain't boomin' I ain't movin' (Uh-uh)
I be getting that money, slimeball, it's b*tch Big Nudy (Slime)
You ain't gettin' no money, n*gga, why you cannot do it? (Uh-uh)
Thumbin' through this check, and I can show you how to do it (Class)
Go down for a minute, stack it up, and you can do it (Do that)
n*ggas gonna hate, the middle finger to they face (Haters)
Yeah, I got bond money, take your life away (Damn)
Still getting money, just to show 'em that I'm straight (Uh-huh)
And yeah, I flex that check on a n*gga any day (Any day)
[Chorus]
I don't f*ck with peons, pus*y man, I couldn't be one (You a lil' pus*y)
Catch a n*gga slippin', ooh, caught down bad, he gon' be sum' (Got slimed)
Put you on a T-shirt, bet your partner, he ain't gon' spray nun' (Uh-huh)
All these n*ggas soft as f*ck, you know they gonna say sum' (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Rule number one, if you get caught you better not say nun' (You better not say nun')
And I got that gun on me, not going out like Trayvon (Nah)
Black lives matter, so you know I keep a black gun
And you can't call me racist 'cause you n*ggas better not say nun' (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, big dawg, I ain't have no Pernell, n*gga (Uh-uh)
Ain't no n*gga showed me the gun, yeah, this sh*t was in it (In it)
I ain't show no n*gga no love 'cause all these n*ggas pity (Pity)
Pity to me, I leave a motherf*cker fifty (Ooh)
Keep a motherf*ckin' thirty (Thirty), shoot a n*gga like a birdy (Birdy)
I'm a real n*gga, K-I-N-G from these dirty-ass streets (Slime)
Everybody know 'bout me, I'm a real n*gga OG
n*gga tried to play with me, I leave a motherf*cker dead, B
Big dog, I am a blood, motherf*cker, I claim blood
All of my n*ggas, they like blood, some of my n*ggas they closer than blood
Young n*gga, man, I got out the mud, you ain't get no money, n*gga, you're dub (Dubs, dumbass n*ggas)
Two guns, n*gga, I don't give a f*ck, n*gga

[Chorus]
I don't f*ck with peons, pus*y man, I couldn't be one
Catch a n*gga slippin', ooh, caught down bad, he gon' be sum' (Uh)
Put you on a T-shirt, bet your partner, he ain't gon' spray none' (pus*y)
All these n*ggas soft as f*ck, you know they gonna say sum' (Say sum')
Rule number one, if you get caught you better not say nun' (Nah)
And I got that gun on me, not going out like Trayvon (Yeah)
Black lives matter, so you know I keep a black gun (Black gun)
And you can't call me racist 'cause you n*ggas better not say nun' (Better not say nun')