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lirik lagu peanut punch v2 – tybuckz

[verse]
wake up and get to the money
i woke up this morning good day yea the sun up
yea we right back in the trenches
hit up all the runners right back to the numbers
look at my neck its a l!ck
but you probably gon die if you think its a come up
i like when they sleep on the kid
i went low for the winter came back in the summer
for the bag yea we taking em flights
and i dont wanna f-ck if she ain’t tryna suck
tell her dont even cut off the lights
we ain’t duckin no smoke
put a price on ya head have my youngin go hunt out your life
trust me you’ll be dead by tonight
get the bag cause this street sh-t is dead
hit the booth and i barely go write

[joe caine]
(shyeaa shyeaa)
back the coupe and the goons in the trunk
im with buckz and we look like we up
got the dope in the back of the truck
man the streets was so hard now they jaded
i know n-ggas do sh-t for a buck
sip promethazine now i throw up
i just popped me a bean in the club
im with buckz and we go to milwaukee
man i swear you gon die dont you rob me
caught ya man in the mall he was shopping
ain’t no way that me and buckz is gon stop it
got a blunt in the back of my pocket
got a rock in the back of my pocket
popped a bean with my bros and i popped it
that sh-t put me to sleep in the coffin
you get pistol whipped thats on my brother
me and my n-ggas so close like my mother
keep the gun on a moutherf-ckin rubber
i just f-cked on that b-tch with no rubber

[tybuckz verse 2]
i just f-cked on that b-tch with no rubber
b-tch we ball out thunder
say he was gangsta he turned undercover
b-tch its young buckz straight out the gutta
yeah ugh
get the bag double up invest
tell her give me no headaches just s-x
we up now give a f-ck who next
we up now gotta cut that check
take a flight catch a bag lax
im from a city where its up say less
im from a city where
ugh
im from a city where n-ggas be shootin and robbin
might run in ya crib
you look like a l!ck
you flashing in pics
you think that its sweet real robbers is here
real robbers is out
n-ggas out here turning weirdos for clout
doing bad gimmicks like it was drought
then hate on a n-gga like me
cut it out
like forreal
he was mad cause his girlfriend came with us
told him to stay in the house
he called 85 times to her phone
i answered said her mouth full he asked how
i hate little dumb n-ggas acting so stupid till we hop out with the bow
its back to business back to music back to stunting on these b-tches
30 pack on me now
yea
i was chilling out i know
n-ggas think buckz went missing
till a n-gga try to diss me
then he gon go viral (what)
put a n-gga face on a t-shirt
no cap
yea i keep a shooter thats my bro
smoking some glookies to the face
can’t p-ss this n-ggas can’t smoke what i roll
this gas like nitro
yea

- tybuckz

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