Organic Veggies by Peter $Un Lyrics
I came in with the hold up
Gimmie what you got
This that I shook up the soda
So you know I'm finna pop
Left the hoes up in the Rover
The getaway was planned
I came in for a quarter pound
Set the lick up for a gram, God damn
Live from the city where niggas killin'
And if you start to get it out here you can make a killin'
Hearses hall the bodies, niggas forgot how to mourn
We just pour a lil liquor then back on it
Hydroponics that come out of pens
Sippin on alotta gin
This turn up shit is effortless
Sell it by the brick, cause this fast money is better than
Working 9 to 5 or paying money to the government
If this ain hell , then I don't wanna see
Pull up to heaven with a blunt of stuff, niggas thought
Might make my eyes look like a alpha wolf
Nigga (woof wooof) a lil bark before the bite
Bitch the warning is done
Jersey on the warm-up is done
Moms made me a hell of a child
My brother made me a hustler
Sister gave me some style
My pops put me on this pimpin, prolly with yo bitch now
And tell them child motherfuckers sit they ass back down
And you might learn something
How you selling packs on packs but you never earn nothing
Talking bout you dabbed the fuck out but you never burn nothing
Frontin motherfuckers, no spine, can't withstand shit
Always want someone to lean on like kickstands, God Damn
Ugh, My Lord
You talk that shit around them
But don't bring it around me cause that still make noise
Just know you ain my nigga
Back in the day niggas used to be boys
Now watch the friends turn to foes
The enemies unfold all as the money go
Ugh
( I hope I find my way into heaven) x3
Gimmie what you got
This that I shook up the soda
So you know I'm finna pop
Left the hoes up in the Rover
The getaway was planned
I came in for a quarter pound
Set the lick up for a gram, God damn
Live from the city where niggas killin'
And if you start to get it out here you can make a killin'
Hearses hall the bodies, niggas forgot how to mourn
We just pour a lil liquor then back on it
Hydroponics that come out of pens
Sippin on alotta gin
This turn up shit is effortless
Sell it by the brick, cause this fast money is better than
Working 9 to 5 or paying money to the government
If this ain hell , then I don't wanna see
Pull up to heaven with a blunt of stuff, niggas thought
Might make my eyes look like a alpha wolf
Nigga (woof wooof) a lil bark before the bite
Bitch the warning is done
Jersey on the warm-up is done
Moms made me a hell of a child
My brother made me a hustler
Sister gave me some style
My pops put me on this pimpin, prolly with yo bitch now
And tell them child motherfuckers sit they ass back down
And you might learn something
How you selling packs on packs but you never earn nothing
Talking bout you dabbed the fuck out but you never burn nothing
Frontin motherfuckers, no spine, can't withstand shit
Always want someone to lean on like kickstands, God Damn
Ugh, My Lord
You talk that shit around them
But don't bring it around me cause that still make noise
Just know you ain my nigga
Back in the day niggas used to be boys
Now watch the friends turn to foes
The enemies unfold all as the money go
Ugh
( I hope I find my way into heaven) x3