Chords for Young Thug - Peepin Out The Window (with Future & Bslime) [Official Lyric Video]

_ _ [D] Yeah, [C] yeah, yeah. _
_ Peeping out the window.
[D] _ [Em] Peeping out the window.
Peeping _ out the window.
[D] _
[C] All I see is a bunch of apps trying to rise from the dead.
Want to smoke me [Em] like I'm in the door.
[D] _ [Em] All I see is a bunch of broke ass bitches trying to tell me I ain't popping.
I ain't hot no more.
_ [C] Well, listen to me closely.
Bitch, I got a Raleigh.
It's [Em] gold like a trophy.
[D] All of my [Em] kids scream if you truly love me.
Most of my dogs bop stuff.
_ [D] I doubled up, I don't [C] do no chores no more.
[D] I ain't stepping on these [Am] niggas like no [C] Russ no more.
Find myself carrying way [Em] too much, I ain't got no struts no more.
I got way bigger shows, I ain't charging [E] thugs no more.
[D] I charge a [C] half a million dollars just to walk out.
[A] I hate the police, but [Em] I'm big so they brought cops out.
[D] I got [Em] a gun, she was a ten pounds, but it's fun size.
Sign on the dotted lines.
[E] _ _ [D] _ [C] One time for the one, saw me come from nothing.
_ _ [D] Speaking of nothing, [Em] pussy niggas know not to play.
I ain't going for nothing.
Peeping [E] out the window.
[D] _ [C] All I see is a bunch of opps trying [Em] to rise from the dead.
Want to smoke me like I'm in the door.
[D] [Em] All I see is a bunch of [E] broke ass bitches trying to tell me [Em] I ain't popping.
I ain't hot [D] no more.
[Am] Well, listen to me closely.
[C] Bitch, I got a Raleigh.
[Em] It's gold like a trophy.
[D] All of my kids [Em] cry if you truly love me.
Most of my dogs bop stuff.
Young and [D] drunk, this how they [C] gang.
He got some fucking diamonds.
We made [E] temporary decisions, change the [Em] fucking climate.
Run with [D] D-Boy, y'all done [Em] bust up, he ran the lotto.
Chain the channel, you know I'm up next by the way I pass it.
I sip [D] on Sertolite, but no one [C] understand me.
I told my mama, no more [Am] suffering, I made [C] it.
You should've [D] seen all these [Em] motherfucking faces.
I told my brothers, we ain't going back to [E] basics.
Ever since [D] I caught the [C] Hellcat, niggas still wondering why I like B-Slime.
[D] You did [E] that.
I'm kicking my [C] ones and twos, chilling [D] at the real shack.
[Em] Wishing I can bring my dog back from the fucking jail, mate.
Peeping [E] out the window.
[D] All [C] I see is a bunch of opps trying [Em] to rise from the dead.
Want to smoke me like I'm in the [D] door.
[Em] All I see is a bunch [E] of broke ass [Em] bitches trying to tell me I ain't popping.
I ain't hot no [D] more.
[C] Well, listen to me closely.
Bitch, I got a Raleigh.
It's gold [Em] like a trophy.
[D] All of my [Em] kids, they individually know me.
Most of my dogs, boss cut.
Peeping out the [D] window.
[C] All I see is a bunch of racist ass [E] cops trying to catch these [Em] niggas slacking like Jim Crow.
[D] _ They make it through the worst on the turf.
Like the Dirk niggas saying, [E] die, chin toes.
[D] _ [C] I done seen a lot of struggles that came with [Am] this game.
She [Em] probably doing live, [D] just to fuck on my [Em] chain.
A drunk old dean in part one just stimulate my brain.
[E] Peeping out the window.
[D] _ [C] All I see is a bunch of opps trying to rise from the dead.
Want to smoke me like I'm in the door.
[D] _ [Em] All I see is a bunch of broke ass bitches trying to tell me I ain't popping.
I ain't hot [D] no more.
[C] Well, listen to me closely.
[Am] Bitch, I got a Raleigh.
It's gold [Em] like a trophy.
[D] All of my [Em] kids, they individually know me.
Most of my dogs, boss cut.
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _
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_ [Am] Peeping [C] out the window.
[D] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ [E] See the opps [D] rising from the dead [C] when I look out my window.
[G] _ [Am] _
[C] Hardest wall in this [D] new jazz.
[Em] We might turn it into Nemo.
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