Peepin’ Out the Blinds Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Gato, ha
They come to my trap
Take my shit, you should post too
Ka, ba, gato

[Chorus]
Firin' at niggas, I'm firin' at niggas
I'm firin' at niggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out firin' at niggas, firin' at niggas
I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firin' at niggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm comin' out

[Verse 1]
Bow, bow, bow
Man down, click clack
Who your man now
Know you heard 'bout Gucci Mane, that boy 'bout lettin' that thang sound
You stunt on Instagram, I'm in a rental van now
Don' know how this shit gon' turn, but I won't run my mouth
Nigga run up on me, I'ma back his ass down
I'ma stand up, nigga, I will never lay down
I bad place by the cartel, they gon' knock us head down
One thing 'bout the Eskimos, dem boys don't fuck around
Jamaican plugs and Mexicans, they spoilin' me with pounds
Medellín affiliated, grow it out the ground
We grow it out the ground (Wop!)