Peepin - YoungBoy Never Broke Again: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Peepin

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Peepin è stato pubblicato il 25 luglio 2025 da Never Broke Again/Motown Records come parte dell'album MASA

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PANORAMICA

TESTI

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Songwriter

Kentrell Desean Gaulden

Kentrell Desean Gaulden

Songwriter

Brian Lamar Stewart Jr

Brian Lamar Stewart Jr

Songwriter

Daniel Steen

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Mixing Engineer

Bboybeatz

Producer

Gari Beats

Producer

Testi

[Intro]

Bboy drippin' that sauce

[Chorus]

Gotta watch who close, that's ones who know they'll say I keep a frown

When that smoke clear over, only ones who love you gon' be 'round

Gotta watch these hoes, I know they ain't give a fuck when I was down

Who the fuck these ****? Five tote his pistol, I'ma just sit back, don't make no sound

And I'm peepin', get up and lock the door, this ho leavin'

Tell 'em fuck 'em all, I need to just leave it

And I been goin' through some things, but you don't see

You must ain't fuckin' with a ****

Solvin' my problems like a rollercoaster

I'll be happy when this all is over

I'll be better when you call me over

She ain't no different, I ain't trippin', just revoke her

[Verse 1]

And the bitch got different swag, she doin' her dap, she come with the trends

Four slabs on top of the slab, I'ma make the bitch drive it, inside of the Benz

And Ten, my brother connivin', always robbin' all her friends

**** pulled up in foreign, get a dollar with some choppers and FNs

I'ma purchase a jet for lil' mama, just for to pop it to her friends

Easter pink, I'ma stack my bread and pull up in a Lam'

Hold on, Maybach shade, these pussy-ass **** act like they don't know who I am, huh

Bitch, I'm NBA, big 4KTrey, get them youngins, knock a dam down (Baow)

Huh, huh, stand down

I'm talkin' when they ran down, they caught him with his pants down

Told my ho that I'ma show you, fuck all you ****, I don't know you

Play with the five if you want to, you gon' make a **** smoke you, bitch

[Chorus]

Gotta watch who close, that's ones who know they'll say I keep a frown

When that smoke clear over, only ones who love you gon' be 'round

Gotta watch these hoes, I know they ain't give a fuck when I was down

Who the fuck these ****? Five tote his pistol, I'ma just sit back, don't make no sound

And I'm peepin', get up and lock the door, this ho leavin'

Tell 'em fuck 'em all, I need to just leave it

And I been goin' through some things, but you don't see

You must ain't fuckin' with a ****

Solvin' my problems like a rollercoaster

I'll be happy when this all is over

I'll be better when you call me over

She ain't no different, I ain't trippin', just revoke her

[Verse 2]

Made it out the streets, but still be movin' like a soldier

"Want me in your life? Then treat me right," that's what I told her

I'll be happy when this all is over

So I be pullin' on her hair slow while I stroke her

Ten'll flip this bitch and shoot the stick until it's over

These **** fucked up 'bout some rappin', and my soul burn

Overnight, I ain't just make it happen, so wait your turn

And I just hop out with that static, let the Rolls run

And she know I like her, but she destined to come to me for somethin'

Hot on arrival, them bitches couldn't duck the heat for nothin'

Smacked 'em, he yappin', I tell them lil' other **** that I'm ready to do it

Hundred rounds up inside of a 9 with a shell catcher up inside of a Buick

[Chorus]

Gotta watch who close, that's ones who know they'll say I keep a frown

When that smoke clear over, only ones who love you gon' be 'round

Gotta watch these hoes, I know they ain't give a fuck when I was down

Who the fuck these ****? Five tote his pistol, I'ma just sit back, don't make no sound

And I'm peepin', get up and lock the door, this ho leavin'

Tell 'em fuck 'em all, I need to just leave it

And I been goin' through some things, but you don't see

You must ain't fuckin' with a ****

Solvin' my problems like a rollercoaster

I'll be happy when this all is over

I'll be better when you call me over

She ain't no different, I ain't trippin', just revoke her

[Outro]

Made it out the street, but still be movin' like a soldier

"Want me in your life? Then, treat me right," that's what I told her

I'll be happy when this all is over

So I be pullin' on her hair slow while I stroke her

Written by: Brian Lamar Stewart Jr, Daniel Steen, Jason "Cheese" Goldberg, Kentrell Gaulden

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