[Intro]
I am Dream, I hate bell peppers
Bell pepper lovers, do not interact
Now I will sing my favorite song
(Anti BP Gang)

[Verse 1: 4cf]
(Yeah, ah)
Fuck 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 fuck 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
Fuckin' with bell pеppers, know you probably don't got hoes
I send that fuck nigga 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)

[Verse 2: datboiryen]
Umbrella told me to season my shit (What the fuck?)
How about you season this dick? (Season this dick, haha)
How many people I murdered over peppers this month?
Fuck it, I'm pleadin' the fifth
I got smoke for every one of you niggas
Pesticides, bitch, I'm pullin' the trigger
And that's facts, nigga, these fajitas just know that you wack, nigga
Feel like Joe Biden, bitch, you ain't black, nigga
Fuck that boy, I'm that nigga
Put a pepper on me and it's wraps, nigga
And I ain't talkin' about the fuckin' black pepper
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the fuckin' bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
You never ever do me well (Fuck you)
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