Peter Griffin

Bitch, f*ck yo lil' pussy, who you bank with If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense ARP put belt to ass, cause it spank shit Hop deep in that water, you on the pavement Always been a hood nigga since a lil' minor I be skating to the pape, I'm a real grinder Cuz bring me all the 10's, she a pill finder No cap, sell a nick (Kaepernick) for the 40, I'm a real niner (49ers) On some pape right now, I ain't tryna be sexual Ain't tryna be next to you Bitch, ain't shit to leave quicker than I met with you Niggas tryna hop in beef, turn him to a vegetable I be moving weight, lifting pounds like I bench press I don't sell drank, I'ma sip til' ain't shit left Can't f*ck with a broke bitch, I like rich sex Girl I like the way it sound, when yo ass give neck See y'all bums back broke, penny pinch'n Nigga play with my cheese, I'ma swiss him Keep a pole around here like we fishing Clip longer than yo bitch inches, real extensions These ain't ordinary dishes in this kitchen Bitch, you gon' suck my dick or just kiss it See the beams on these blicks, we ain't missin' Hit the button, make his body get to twitchin Bullets leave a fat hole, Peter Griffin Stackin' chicken, he ain't good, finger lickin Bullets leave a fat hole, Peter Griffin Stackin' chicken, he ain't good, finger lickin Bullets leave a fat hole, Peter Griffin Stackin' chicken, he ain't good, finger lickin