Ghetto Boys

[Intro]
Hopped on his plane down, yo he comes around
Thursday, I got his twin down bad, bad, down bad, all you need is a gun (Brrt)
Knock you fuckin' head off, nigga, (Brrt) what?
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Grrt)
Through my window, what?
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Oh)
I see you, nigga
God Sound
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Grrt)
What? What? (My window)
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Oh)
Grrt, grrt

[Verse]
Yo, I'm from where the cops be wildin', a pockage buljan
Drippin' thousand islands
My closet by the the hundred-thousand dollars
Sportin' vintage Ducie bombers
Ralph Lauren, Tommy jackets
Still freakin' niggas with the Patricks 33s
Squeeze the heat, ho (Grrt)
CL-6, black, Visa card with the chip reader
Nigga's gone respect mine or get wet with the TEC-9 (Grrt, Grrt)
Just Don, still pumpin' gas like Exxon
My hood full of excons
Prison tats cover their left arm
Machine gun, Funkmaster Flex bomb, Tefflon flake
From where the fork make the pot scrape
He put 2 for 8s in the spot — it made the block shake
My whole verse a hot take, poker face playin' for high stakes
Who want beef? I'm bringin' a hot plate
For Christs sake, rock the Jesus-Piece with the ice face
Before MySpace, we had fiends coppin' rice cakes
Quinine chemistry, imagery, fly energy
Foot wear from Italy, reserve for the injury
SB, Tiffany bias, high as nobodys subscribers
I take a slim chicken, piledriver
My niggas still drippin' like a Schiff Rex survivor
I made somethin' outta nothin', I'm MacGyver
Ambitions of a rider
Never read the Book of Jermiah or Quran, I was heroin supplin', what? (Brrt, brrt)

[Chorus]
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Grrt, grrt)
Here we go again
Through my window? (Grrt, grrt, grrt) What?
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Oh, brrt, brrt)
God Sound
Who's that peakin' through my window? (Grrt) What? What? (My window)
Who's that peakin' through my windo' Oh (Grrt, Grrt)
It's The Umbrella, bitch (Grrt, grrt, grrt)

[Outro]
Hopped on his plan down, yo he comes around
Thursday I got his twin down bad, bad, down all you need is a gun
I see you nigga
Diamond, Quis Star shit
Here we go again
I see you, nigga