Bodega BAMZ - Peephole lyrics

[Hook] Hugging on this Hennesey Heard two knocks on the do' Looking through the peephole Loaded up my fo' fo' It's a face I've never seen befo' I told my b**hes in the crib, "Keep it low" Whoa oh [Verse 1] I could smell a set up from a mile away Looking for a come up, they gon' die today Table, spread the money every kind of way f** my b**h in the open, never mind the shades Never mind the yay that's in front of you Enough work, I can chill for a month or two Enough bricks, I can build for a month or two The youth wild, they gon' steal from they mother too So many times committing crimes, I learned a lot Earned a spot, built armies before I burnt the block I grew my crop coming out of left field Before they take mines, I'ma k**, believe me [Hook] Hugging on this Hennesey Heard two knocks on the do' Looking through the peephole Loaded up my fo' fo' It's a face I've never seen befo' I told my b**hes in the crib, "Keep it low" Whoa oh Whoa oh Whoa oh Whoa oh [Verse 2] Never been afraid of a n***a that breath the same H2O as me Toe to toe with me? Cut the foot off a n***a tryin' to run game I ain't with the BS Cartier frames, bubble lights and the DS Félix, King, pitcher like I'm from Seattle Tryin' to win the war, lose a couple battles Gained a couple scars, shed a tear in a blood bucket Attitude: "f** it," ‘cause these motherf**ers love it [Hook] Hugging on this Hennesey Heard two knocks on the do' Looking through the peephole Loaded up my fo' fo' It's a face I've never seen befo' Told my b**hes in the crib, "Keep it low" Told my b**hes in the crib, "Keep it low" Told my b**hes in the crib, "Keep it low" Whoa oh (Ready for whatever, let 'em have it) Whoa oh (Ready for whatever, let 'em have it) Whoa oh (Ready for whatever, let 'em have it) Whoa oh