Peekaboo Lyrics – Kendrick Lamar

Read the full Peekaboo lyrics by Kendrick Lamar along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kendrick Lamar’s music, you can also explore Dodger Blue and Hey Now, two other songs by Kendrick Lamar.

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
Heal the helping hand
To your fellow men, oh, my—
Ayy, what?
Look

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They talking ’bout nothing
Huh? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing

Hm, ayy
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
Huh? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing, hm

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & AzChike]
Peekaboo, I just put them boogers in my chain
Peekaboo, eighty-pointers like a Kobe game
Peekaboo, 7.62s’ll make ’em plank
Peekaboo, popping out, you better not smut my name
Peekaboo, put two foreigns on the 405
Peekaboo, cacio e pepe if I’m doin pasta
Peekaboo, why you acting tough on IG Live?
Peekaboo, you know my lil’ n!ggas off they rocker

[Verse 2: AzChike & Kendrick Lamar]
Peekaboo, surprise, b!tch, it’s that n!gga Chuck E. Cheese
Peekaboo, let me FaceTime my opp, b!tch, I’m up the street
Peekaboo, yeah, it’s AZ, I’m putting something to sleep
Peekaboo, he on the ground, I praise God and start stomping feet
Peekaboo, I put ten on his face, b!tch, my shooter plain
Peekaboo, I hit it from the back, I told her move her hands
Peekaboo, then slide my thumb in it where her, uh, at

Peekaboo, I’m on your top, I’m with Dot, b!tch, don’t look back

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
Huh? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing, hm

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, that’s my b!tch
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, that’s my b!tch
Hey, hey, hey, hey, with all that fake s*it
Hey, hey, hey, hey, ain’t the one to play with
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, pull off in a Lam’
Double-park it all at Tam’s, Mr. Get-Off-On-Your-Mans
If he hating, disrespect, you better follow up with hands
Losses to the neck, but now I’m trophied up, I’m saying, like
Bing-bop-boom-boom-boom-bop-bam
The type of s*it I’m on, you wouldn’t understand
The type of skits I’m on, you wouldn’t understand
Big-dog business, I would not hold your hand

[Verse 4: Dody6]
Broke-b!tch business, I could not be your man
Never got his ass whooped until we open up that can
Damn, alley-oop me bands, I’ma slam
Gym-freak b!tch, I like my MAC touching yams
Play that opps s*it around me, I’ma tell you, “Turn it off”
Heard what happened to your mans, not sorry for your loss
Should’ve prayed before them shooters came and nailed him to cross
I let your boy get a pass, b!tch, you lucky he soft, for real

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & Dody6]
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
Huh? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing, hm, ayy
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
What they talking ’bout? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing
Huh? They ain’t talking ’bout nothing, hm

[Outro]
Peekaboo