[Chorus]
PEEP MY OUTFIT! (What?!)
PEEP MY OUTFIT! (HUH?!) [x9]

[Verse 1]
What? You ain't get the letta?
I'm always lookin good but at da moment I look betta
I ain't pop, no tags, they still on my clothes
I spent a grip on this here, and I thought that you should know
I got a million in a bank account that's somewhere over shores
But I still live in da hood, just to fool the child support
Wristwatch on tick tock
Comfortable with no flipflops
Told 'em on my tombstone, put "Gil just killed Hip-Hop"
If you ain't got no titties and ain't givin me money
Then stay outta my inbox
I'M GROWN!
If I roll up this pant leg, you see men's socks
So ENHH
Back up off me
ENHH
Don't back talk me
ENHH
You da fragile type, you might get these hands
And get packed up softly
I'M GROWN!
Leave me alone
I'M GROWN!
Leave me alone
But please feel free to
[Chorus]
PEEP MY OUTFIT! (What?!)
PEEP MY OUTFIT! (HUH?!) [x9]

[Verse 2]
Skip that job interview
Then got that new tennis shoe
Wardrobe so sick, got da measles mumps 'n da flu
Photographer said "This camera can't handle you"
I said "Mess up my pixels, I'll show you what that Canon do"
So hot, flammable
Snap shot, camera broke
Protest if you want, I'ma wear 25 dead animals
All of 'em endangered
Look so different, call me stranger
Clothes so stupid, what I'm gon wear is a no-brainer
Fresh, lookin blessed like I was born up in that manger
Stepped up out da womb like "Yes, I do need that coat hanger"
Went to da club, they said "You don't pass our dress code"
Put that thing up to they vest, said "You gon catch a chest cold"
YOU WRONG!
Leave me alone
PLUS I'M GROWN!
And I ain't goin home
But please, feel free to
[Chorus]
PEEP MY OUTFIT! (What?!)
PEEP MY OUTFIT! (HUH?!) [x9]