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BELL PEPPER HATE CYPHER
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Vaeo
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I am Dream, I hate bell peppers Bell pepper lovers, do not interact Now I will sing my favorite song (Anti BP Gang) (Yeah, ah) F**k it, let's get it together (Let's get it) I put a chop to the weak bell pepper (Okay) Two twin Glocks and they playin' together You f**k with the bell, you get sent to the Nether, ha Hold up, we mobbin' wherever (We mobbin') Come with the Glock, aim the beam at your taco BPK ridе in the Tahoe F**kin' with bell pеppers, know you probably don't got hoes I send that f**k n***a up (Send him) Yeah, uh, way up Shoot like the Clippers, that boy is a lay-up Trendin' the topic, they probably should pay us We got the pepper lovers sayin' prayers (Sayin' prayers) But they ain't gon' make it to God (God) We always ride with the mob (The mob) Pepper lovers gettin' hit with a rock (A rock) Umbrella told me to season my sh*t (What the f**k?) How about you season this d**k? (Season this d**k, haha) How many people I murdered over peppers this month? F**k it, I'm pleadin' the fifth I got smoke for every one of you n***as Pesticides, b*t*h, I'm pullin' the trigger And that's facts, n***a, these fajitas just know that you wack, n***a Feel like Joe Biden, b*t*h, you ain't black, n***a F**k that boy, I'm that n***a Put a pepper on me and it's wraps, n***a And I ain't talkin' about the f**kin' black pepper Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the f**kin' bells Bells, bells, bells, bells You never ever do me well (F**k you) "You don't hate bell peppers You just hate seasoning your veggies" Man, Overcast, shut the f**k up! Ayy, callin' me DPF, trainee to BPK Still got a three-letter right in my name Slide on a choppa, we killin' that b*t*h N***a gon' talk like this sh*t was a game Slide on the block, hit the slice and the dice And we takin' that sh*t, throw it right in the trash Why am I arguin'? He pull sh*t out his a** His cypher is worse, it's makin' me mad Lightin' the pack and we smokin' it up Me and 4cf, we keepin' the cut Throwin' bullets to every one of you n***as Say you want a chance, you don't gotta duck Hop in the whip, hop in the Benz F**kin' with peppers, we can't make amends Get off my d**k, you not my friend I'm with the set, you know how this sh*t end (Get your bell chopped off) (GORESET) (GORESET, GORESET, GORESET, GORESET) We got beef, but you got veggies (GORESET) Bell pepper lovers sure cry I hear these b*t*hes online, I hear them talkin' like, oh my God Yeah, shut your mouth or open it wide Put this sh*t in your mouth, I see you gaggin' from miles F**k them bell peppers Jalapeños better I said f**k that umbrella I drink lemonade forever BPK, yeah, we together I switch sides, I had to sell, yeah Don't let me hear that lame-a** diss Boy, I shouldn't have to tell ya You eat bell peppers as a snack What kinda sh*t is that? Momma should hit you with a smack You said what you said Don't think you ever turnin' back And them fajitas, yeah, it's wack And that pizza, yeah, it's wack Goddamn, that sh*t so wack Know you can't handle the heat These bells, they gon' send you to hell Knock down the door, I do not ring Hammer gon' swing, now you hear bells Life Alert, this b*t*h just fell They taste like sh*t and they got no smell How does anybody like them? I can't tell This time, you did not get saved by the bell, b*t*h Big Truey jeans and I like how I act Bell pepper green just like my cash I got these honies around me, I'm stacked Screamin' out, stream "What The F**k" Now I'm writin' 'bout some peppers and bucks D**k hard, now I'm stealin' a truck New car, now you're sh*t outta luck Take a knife and I cut the pepper Peel it back, then I stab you Red, yellow, green, get the message Ain't nobody f**kin' like you Now I gotta clean it up Seeds spillin' like it's guts Never eat a f**kin' bell pepper Baby, come suck on these nuts Y'all really gotta season your f**kin' vegetables F**k bell peppers, f**k Overcast Yeah, BP, switchin' sides, rrah Back me up, bow BPK until I die, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Bullets to a bell pepper talkin' the talk BP block got the whitest of talk BPK got me high, I can't walk Yeah, lately just bit off the Wock' Yeah, fell out in the club off Ciroc Yeah, heard you defending the pepper You goofy, McLovin (Okay) Dissin' the bells and the b*t*hes they love it They wanna pull down my pants and they suck it (Come here) Yeah, ho, like f**k it Yeah, BPK really gon' bust it, yeah (Oh, yeah) F**k a bell pepper, I'm BPK Get that f**k sh*t out of my face Yeah, BPK, I'ma run this sh*t back, b*t*h Hold up, don't stop this track How you eatin' that sh*t? What the f**k is that? He has peppers all over my f**kin' pack That sh*t ain't a fruit or a veggie Why you eatin' that sh*t? Man, I know it's not healthy I got yo' b*t*h and she up in the telly She with me 'cause you got peppers in your belly That sh*t smelly, asked my b*t*h if she like bell peppers She said "yeah," ha Know I had to leave her a** (Know I had to leave her a**) BPK soldier, I'ma fall where I stand We droppin' bodies, just watch how they land Bell peppers, ugh I cannot f**k with these pussies, aw nah I ain't even try that sh*t, but I know it sucks Bell pepper lovers think that they tough Bell pepper killers, know that we up I ain't changin' opinions, I don't give a f**k C4 tucked up in the Moncler If you not BPK, get the f**k outta here Reppin' peppers, that's a low bar, low gear Said she ain't f**k with peppers, took her on a date I'm with team, rockin' BPK You f**k with this sh*t, so we keep tryna say F**k peppers, way too lame Saw a pepper, ran it over with a Honda Smoke pepper pack like marijuana Join BPK, you know you wanna Feel like Nintendo the way I switch up All out of luck, BPK don't give a f**k Bell peppers, they are so yuck, bleh, bleh Green, yellow and red, smokin' on broccoli instead Don't let that sh*t get to your head Sh*t, it just has to be said Bell pepper lovers are fed How do you eat those peppers seriously Like, what the f**k? Ew, I now be throwin' up Taste like a**, f**k up my gut BPK, we own you sl*ts Shove your peppers up your b*** I can't stand it, make me sick BPK, we murder sh*t Peppers gettin' murked and sh*t Throw them in the dirt and sh*t F**k bell peppers I'm a gorestepper You look like a pepperstepper I'm a go-getter Never bell peppers (GORESET) F**k bell peppers Ayy, ayy, ayy F**king bell peppers, they suck and you know it F**kers are fighting for paprika bullsh*t All I know that it's just so f**king stupid Yeah, god-f**king-damn Can't believe f**kers are switchin' their lanes Over some fruity a** f**king your wack sh*t All of you b*t*hes know that we are better F**kers are crying 'cause they'll just lose, yeah Bell-Bell peppers suck and the enjoyers too BPK will take over your crew They're just hating 'cause they hate the truth They're disgusting and they're the worst Talk over me and I'll cancel your a** Yeah, yeah BPK for life You like bell peppers for the likes If you ain't BPK, catch a knife You talkin' that sh*t, then we gettin' high You smokin' on who? You ain't gon' slide You like bell peppers, you a ho You love bell peppers, you a b*t*h What's up, I got a gun with no sound Hang with yo' peppers six feet down P*ss on your grave 'cause you is a clown Keepin' a B, you won't be around He gonna tweet like that's gon' stop me I like my greens, I like my wasabi I like your girlfriend 'cause she got a body She wanna talk me up 'cause I got money F**k a bell pepper, I want cash sh*t BPK, bag chasers, b*t*h, we got that bag (F**k) Banana clip, it's twenty feet, b*t*h, I'm like Donkey Kong (What?) Bell pepper a** b*t*h, yeah, you're f**kin' wrong (Woah) I got nine lives, I got nine knives to yo head Mask on like I'm Dream, yeah, I'm comin' for your neck (dowla) F**k a bell pepper No matter the time and no matter the weather She said she like 'em, somebody come get her Won't ask for no veggies, know I can do better Green, yellow, red, like a stoplight This ain't a compet**ion, I will never not fight If you like 'em, then I promise that you are not right Out of all the veggies, pepper ain't even a top five F**k bell peppers F**k bell peppers F**k bell peppers F**k bell peppers (Overpade) I done killed so much bell peppers That when I bite into them, know a young n***a don't cry Vegetable vigilante, bell pepper killer A young n***a crush you up for fun P-P-P-P-Pop in that motherf**kin' Tessie, I'm gone (He had a chef and he's chopped 'til he's gone) Crush a pepper, my favorite cologne (Okay) She said, "Babe, you my favorite garçon" Oh, oh (Ayy) Ring the alarm, I'm jalapeño business Ooh, don't get it twisted, not used to leaving witnesses Fly in that ghost like I'm going bananas Your mother should've used some contraception Yeah, yeah (Jay, you don't really love me) I-I-I make the AK-47 Sing like a bell when I spray that b*t*h all in your face I hit a new level If I see any greens, red, yellow all on my plate Niz talkin' out his a** Pull up on his stream, I'ma leave you twitchin' today Overcast talkin' big Smash a f**kin' umbrella on your head 'til it break You put that mid little veggie all up in your mouth I know you ain't gettin' no b*t*hes Pull up with rouri, we rippin' the chainsaw All in your mouth, you get saved by the st**ches Know we had to get the gang involved If it's in my food, I take it off Saw the pepper, can't save it all I can't even f**kin' talk to y'all You're on the wrong team, yeah, lay down or you'll get peppered Take 'em of the market, these dishes will taste better (Yes) School you like professor (Yes), leave you red like a pepper (Ha) Even if we're starvin', eating those, we could never They said that it'd be fine, that I just gotta try it But oh my God, it's like I've gotta take a dad sh*t I might as well be eating bark off of trees Or eating skin off your knees, I swear to God, that sh*t's disgusting That boy get cut like a pepper, lil' b*t*h I'm with the steppers, we stomp on you, b*t*h I leave you deader than dead Got your b*t*h on my header, she givin' me head, lil' b*t*h I got this red and green, ain't talkin' pepper You talk down on me, then this beam leave you redder This ain't a vendetta, my clique is just better than you And I'm better than you, lil' b*t*h Said f**k a fajita, I feel like Vegeta Yeah, I keep this heater, put you in a ditch And if it's up, then it's stuck, but I don't give a f**k If you duckin' these bullets, better duck, lil' b*t*h (Damn, son, where'd you find this?) They think they some hot ones Like Sean Evans, but they ain't sauce like us Man, it's obvious Y'all green eaters, but there ain't no green in your funds Let this sh*t rip, big pimp kicks You Beyblade, get spun (Better watch out, he gon' slide) I keep a K on me, what's up? BPK with me, what's up? Lil' b*t*h (Better watch out, he gon' slide) Go f**k yourself, b*t*h, you could get packed on (Xbox) B-Bell pepper sh*t got me sick to my stomach, that reflux (Reflux) Don't come 'round me with that stoplight sh*t, I got big trucks Shut down a Kroger, rob it, still one thing in there untouched I don't even really make music, y'all confused it Chose the wrong side, now you'll lose this All you pepper lovers are so clueless Not me and my team, yeah, we ruthless I can't even use FL Studio anymore BPK matters more, might make you sadder, or You'll call us out and say our hate was just uncalled for Crying, lay on the floor, man, I don't know what your problem is What you even gonna do? I wake up and ratio you Tetra gained some clout from this, but I just got her beat times two Oh, so sentimental, I'll write on this instrumental Forcing you to just repent and accept that bell peppers are mid Oh-oh, I can't f**k with no bell pepper lover BPK all day, couldn't be no other I'm 'bout to cook and I ain't usin' no bell peppers How you gon' talk all of that sh*t knowing that we're better? Shoutout NEUTRA 'Cause it's f-f-f**k bell peppers all day every day Red and green, man, they all the same Umru kinda fye, but your tastebuds ain't SEBii like 'em too, gotta get 'em all out Losers on that cypher, but they 'bout to go down Call it DOA, 'cause them peppers a mistake COVID long term, way y'all got no taste (Ugh) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy These peppers the worst (These peppers the worst) That sh*t is a [?] If you ain't on our side, uh I don't wanna taste it Niz, you talkin' so bold (They taste like sh*t) You smell like mayo Been likin' peppers since day one Fata** b*t*h, go back to Slayworld
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