Peter Snitchin’ lyrics
by HANK TRILL
[HANK TRILL]
[Intro]
Man, f*ck Peter Griffin
I let you up in my kitchen
Then, I found out you were a fat sh*t, you were snitchin' (snitchin')
Peter Griffin
Man, we call him Peter Snitchin'
You keep messing with me, you gon' end up missing, Goddamn
[Chorus]
f*ck Peter Griffin
Man, you grippin' on that di*k
And you got beat up by a chicken
[?] gon' leave you twisted (goddamn)
[CLEVELAND BROWN JR]
f*ck Peter Griffin
Man, you shot me, boy, you trippin'
Man, we call you Peter Snitchin'
He gon' put us all in Prison
[HANK TRILL]
[Verse]
f*ck Peter
Gon' get hit with a heater
Skechers all up on your sneakers
Man, you sold your TV for some rock
You a tweakеr
Meth in a beaker
Nеck is a freezer
Lois a eater
We make you weaker
All these codeine [?], I guess they following the leader
You a family guy
f*ck with me, then your whole family gon' die
I'm a trap guy
I'mma tap 'em all, f*ck it, if he talking sh*t, I'll lie
Man caught me on the wrong time
All these lames hittin' my phone line
f*ck Peter Griffin, he been snitchin' on me the whole time, oh my
[Chorus]
f*ck Peter Griffin
Man, you grippin' on that di*k
And you got beat up by a chicken
[?] gon' leave you twisted (goddamn)
[CLEVELAND BROWN JR]
f*ck Peter Griffin
Man, you shot me, boy, you trippin'
Man, we call you Peter Snitchin'
He gon' put us all in Prison
[Verse]
f*ck Peter Griffin (oh)
We know that you snitchin' (snitchin')
All [?], no fishing (fishing)
We know that you stay in the kitchen
f*cking, oh man
She's giving me head
Told her to go wash the dishes
I made her go swim with the fishes
Don't play with me, b*tch, you know if I'm [?]
I killed Lois, I was bored, did that sh*t for no reason
Tied her to [?], pull enough and I'm leaving
And murdering Chris, that's easy
And Stewie, he no longer breathin'
You a guy, I thought you was a demon
Peter shot me, he said he didn't mean it
[HANK TRILL]
[Chorus]
f*ck Peter Griffin
Man, you grippin' on that di*k
And you got beat up by a chicken
[?] gon' leave you twisted (goddamn)
[CLEVELAND BROWN JR]
f*ck Peter Griffin
Man, you shot me, boy, you trippin'
Man, we call you Peter Snitchin'
He gon' put us all in Prison