Chicken P teams up with G Herbo to release his new single “Peter Piper” on Wednesday, May 28, 2025. Whether you’re here for the vibe or curious about what Chicken and Herbo are bringing to the table, this track won’t disappoint. Its lyrics carry weight, the production is top-notch, and it’s the kind of track that grows on you with every play. Check out the Peter Piper lyrics by Chicken P and G Herbo below, and experience the song’s passion.
Lyrics of Peter Piper by Chicken P & G Herbo
I’m Spilling Front Ends, But All The Back Ends, I’ll Put Them Up
If You Could Put More Paper In Your Pocket, Stay Ain’t Full Enough
Got To Drop A Limo In Your Soda, It Ain’t Dark Enough
These Lame A*s Niggas Going To Pour Out That Hurt, The F**k
All This F**king Water In My Neck Feel Like New York’sark Or What
It Sound Like A Lion Fighting Every Time I Start To Jump
I Don’t Think It’ll Be Smart To Start With Us
Big A*s 10 Million, In A Park Or Bus
Big A*s Bankroll On Me, You All Can Get You Touched
Baby, I Ain’t With The Road Players
We Finna F**k
I’m Trying To Run Up A Million Dollars
Drop The A, Pull The Four In The Fanta, Four In The Crush
I Got To Put This In My Watch, Why You Get Them Crushed
Out Of Butter In The Pot, Like What You Cooking Up
I’m About To Hit A Rock Brick With A Bigger Cut
Why Don’t Get You What You Need
Don’t Tell Me What You Wanted
This Food Right Here Go In The Blender, Not In The Oven
Made I Got To Take Two Days In A Row
That’s A Triple Double
If You Can Get Them To My Door, I’ll Pay You For The Troubles
If You Can Get Them To My Door, I’ll Pay You For The Travel
I Beat Them, Walked Out With A Ticket Like A F**king Raffle
All These Motherf**king Bricks, I Could Build A Castle
I Seen Shit You Thought Wouldn’t Happen, Really Happening
All These Niggas Really Jokes
I Sit Back And Laugh At Them
You Think You Could Do This Shit Like Me
Take A Stab At It
I’ll Put This Bitch On Your A*s Like Your Granddaddy
Bitch, I Had A Quarter Brick Back When We Was Wearing Bellies
I Went Half On The Strike
Me And Bro Was Shit
I’m Like, Tally, Is You Cool
You Don’t Make Enough
I Only Use The Money Counter Because Of Pepper Cuts
Probably Take Me Like 30 Days To Make A Buck
I’m Going To Try To Cook Today, Little Bro
He Take The Truck
Peter Pepper Pack A Pack Of Pounds, And He Sealed Them Up
I Just Got The Pineapple Pie And I’m Pouring Up
What The F**k
Wrong On My Neck
This Bitch Glowing Up
Front End, Back, Back, Back, And I’m Showing Up
Want To Book Me, Set 100 Racks
It’s Going Up
We’ll Fit You In The Front
Another Nick When I Pull Up
Rose Truck
Bad Bitch Jump On D**k When I Pull Up
Grab Her Face, Tell Her Open Up
Spitting Her, She Stuck
I Get Vicious When I’m On That Trip
Sipping Out The Cup
Drink Tequila On The Mission
This Little Shit Hit Me, Trying To F**k
Usually, I’ll Be Chasing A Bag
Won’t Even Make Time For Another
I Told Chicken, I’m Getting This Chicken
I Count Up A Ticket To Give Me A Rest
I Make Money In My Sleep
But I’ll Be Barely Catching Ease
Niggas Trolling On The Net
But Never Gangsta When We Need Us
I’ll Be Solo Like Civilians
Half A Million Last Week
Look, Because I Want Another Beat
I Told Them, Let That Nigga Breathe
I Was Broke, Selling Weed
Barely Did A Stack Of Weed
Now I’m Playing With Six Figures
There, Time I Pack A Six
To My Niggas Smerk Free
I Told Them, Get A Rack To Me
Put Me Anywhere With Gangstas
Bet You I Adapt With Ease
If They Got Them Bills For The Low
I’m Bringing Back Some Lead
God Forbid, This Rap Shit Gets Slow
I’m In A Trap To Sleep
Got So Many Tennis Chains
I Need A Rack, You Please
Got So Many Bracelets
They Can’t Even Wrap My Sleep
Got So Many Bracelets
They Can’t Even Fit My Sleep
Red Band On A Press Scene
Yeah, That’s How I
I Feel Like Ala Avis In My Earring’s Bling Bling
Those My Fan Shit
Because When She Fiend, She A Demon
Every Line In The Nigger Rimes
I Really Seen It
7ix9ine, That Shit’s Still Mine And I Mean It
Every Angle Of My Lifestyle
I Was Dreaming
Winning With My Team
Thinking F**king With Us
