Peter Griffin

Ay
Leven hunnid
Thirteen hunnid my cousin
Fuck with me
Ay

If I was you, I wouldn’t mention me
My niggas viciously, expeditiously
Bitch you playin’ games and I’m not really with the trickery
I got my mask on, I knock twice, we call that trick or treat
You might see me with my OG bitch because it’s trickin’ season
And I just choked my white bitch in the kitchen, have my chicken seasoned
Nigga tried to square up with leven thousand, boy that’s out my region
I’m not finna pull no cellphone when I go to reachin’
Hit that nigga with some golly bullets, now his soul is bleedin’
And I get to sprayin’ everywhere likе my soda leakin’
Bitch this choppa came from Costa Rica so it’s Puerto Rican
Yеs I’a break in yo house and steal yo Mona Lisa
Free my niggas out the Seven building up in Santa Rita
Nigga I ain’t mad, stack yo guala, get yo velveeta
Fuckin’ on this bitch like she Lois and my name Peter