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Peter Roll
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Peter Rollは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年6月12日にVulture Love/Capitol RecordsによりリリースされましたKodak The Blessing
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Peter Rollは30 秒あたりで先週最も頻繁に発見された曲です
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Rap
Albee Al
Albee Al
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Songwriter
Albert Robinson
Albert Robinson
Songwriter
Edis Selmani
Edis Selmani
Songwriter
Dylan Taylor Cleary-Krell
Dylan Taylor Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YungDza
YungDza
Producer
Des Wright
Des Wright
Producer
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Kiara Moreno
Kiara Moreno
Additional Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Mastering Engineer
A. Wright
A. Wright
Producer

歌詞

[Intro]
And I'll whoopty-whoop
He ain't even visit, he ain't even notice (Yung Dza)
Whoopty-whoop, whoopty-whoop
Say, believe me
Long as I get 'em
Fuck wrong with lil' buddy? You ain't even gotta know who I'm talkin' 'bout
Whoopty-whoop, that's all you gotta know
And uh, and it's right now, tomorrow
[Verse 1]
That's how I roll, I be throwin' subliminals
You ain't gon' know if I'm feeling like killing you
I'm on the road, do a show for a mill' or two
I be so low, I ain't doin' no interview
Cuffin' a ho, me and bro like to switcheroo
Diamonds on froze like I snow, it's a igloo
All of my ****, we killers, we serial
Trix are for kids, I be feeding her silly food
I'm on a goose and I turn to an animal
I'm smoking deuce, I got high off the chemicals
Yellow Benz, my lil' boy think I'm Pikachu
Richard Millie, that lil' watch you got pitiful
Shopping sprees, what you need? Baby, pick a shoe
Every time I hear you sneeze, you get Jimmy Choo
Every time a **** play, they get hit
We be throwing **** straight off the bridge
We be walking **** straight to the trunk
Project baby, made it straight out the funk
I don't have sex, baby, I fuck
I don't half-step, ****, I stomp
Walk on me, I mean step, I mean jump
Cross on me, these **** deaf, not an unc
Fuck, I put that pump to your rump
Might skunk, sharpen my knife on the bunk
[Chorus]
Sniper Gang, if you play, you get peter-rolled
Peter-rolled, peter-rolled, peter-rolled, peter-rolled
Peter-rolled, peter-rolled, peter-rolled, peter-rolled, peter-rolled
You know how we rockin', ****
Peter-rolled, peter-rolled, peter-rolled
They won't do shit, they don't shoot shit
Get peter-rolled
Outta here, let's go
You get peter-rolled
[Verse 2]
I left the trap and I went to the trap
I'm throwing racks and she throwin' it back
If I want 'em dead, ain't no holding me back
Used to wear skippies, now I'm up at Saks
Feel like Khalil 'cause I keep me a MAC (Grrt)
Feel like Khalil 'cause I'm chasing a sack
My biggest opp, I want him in a pack
Switchy shoot fifty, yeah, just with a tac' (Grrt, grrt)
I'm in the Yams and I'm hittin' up Yak (Yeah)
When Yak up top, he hittin' up me
I hit the club 'bout a quarter to three
Instagram bitch want a daughter with me
That Reposado shit like water to me
Just know that we fuckin', you saw her with me (Huh, yeah, yeah)
Peter-roll, peter-roll, peter-roll
Peter-roll, peter-roll, guess how many bullets my heater hold (Grrt, bah)
They want me dead, I can't leave the home (Peter-roll, peter-roll)
Don't want no problems, then leave alone (Peter-roll, peter-roll)
I cut her off 'fore I leave the home (Peter-roll, peter-roll)
Plus, I get circled, at least at home
Peter-roll, peter-roll, peter-roll (Peter-roll, peter-roll)
Peter-roll, peter-roll, peter-roll
[Verse 3]
The heater cold, mean your block ain't hot?
Waka Flocka, ridin' with the chopper
If peter-roll don't pop, then I got you
50 turn the beef into a whopper
Shut your mouth, I open up your māthā
Jump out, tote, crack his taco, salsa
Blocka, blocka, blocka, soon I spot ya
No one lookin', whoop him like my step-child
Hope my oppers broke and don't accomplish
I want problems, call the coppers
But he fold, when I see him, that's obvious, bitch
Y'all will never be none, don't amount to shit
I'ma get higher than a mountain get (Yeah)
Teacher always said I won't amount to shit (What?)
Proved her wrong when I dialed my wrist
When I done up whip, blind man with a stick (Grrt)
Written by: Albert Robinson, Dylan Taylor Cleary-Krell, Edis Selmani, Kodak Black
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