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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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