Strawberry Peels (feat. Young Thug & Gunna)

Lyrics

Spider (Hey)
 Hey (SEX, Spider, SEX)
 Yeah, I'm on that drank, I'm 'bout to kill (Woah)
 I got the drop, I got the kill (Woah)
 Takin' a bitch, I got the seal (Yeah)
 I got this peppermint patty, it's teal
 She off the boat and she came from Israel
 Fuck from the back until I'm smacked
 Smoke on that thrax, I'm on strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels
 Cop what I want and my wrist and my style is on crunk and it's real
 Half of my niggas get high off a seal
 Brand new pints and they all teal
 I put my dick in her bladder, yeah, yeah
 And I'm fuckin' her friends and they all here
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
 Flooded the wrist
 Let my bro hit her, I'm good with assist (Good)
 Know it's expensive, can tell by the stitch (Why?)
 Crept in the club with 30 in the stick (30)
 VLONE, Chrome Heart, it's still stuck on the rich
 She can't talk right now 'cause she suckin' this dick
 YSL slatt life, we slimy and slick (Slatt)
 Got a young bull that pull up, let it spit (Bull)
 He hit and don't miss
 Hop out a jet, hop in a Rolls
 Icy Patek straight off of shows (Straight off of shows)
 I want the platinum, I'm cool on the gold
 She suckin' it 'til the snot come out her nose (Wow)
 I bought an old Cutlass, I set it on fours (Set it on fours)
 I pop me a pill, I feel geeked up for sure
 You front me a pack, I'ma go get it sold
 Young Wunna, Young Wunna, I can't break the code (Young Wunna)
 I bend her over, I make her kneel
 Stand on my money like my name Shaquille
 Construction man, runnin' right through these drills
 I cannot breathe 'cause there's ice on my gills
 She give me brain, that's that Urkel and chill
 She mixed with white, told her my name Jahlil
 Uzi too rich, man, how does it feel?
 Tryna be humble, man, I ain't tryna kill
 They walk on my heels, my heels made of steel
 That's no oil my spill, I burnt off the wheel
 She ate up the deal
 My baby so spoiled just like some old milk
 The paint on my whip, it's already peeled
 Put my dick in her gut, it's just for the guilt
 Fuckin' this bitch, did that right on film
 I need the beat, that's just for the stems (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
 

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Song Details

Duration
01:55
Key
10
Tempo
131 BPM

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