Uh, pop another Perc', naw listen
Uh, pop another Perc', I can't leave I gotta work
If a nigga disrespect me for the respect he meet the dirt
Yeah, he eatin' dirt, put his picture on a shirt (DJ Victoriouz, we mean the biz)
I told lil' baby that that pussy special if she squirt
Like she ain't even gotta flirt, this harassment gon' be perfect
Huh, ain't gotta work at all, this shit worth it
Uh, she might end up at the mall with a Birkin
Huh, I'm that nigga with his dawg, no service
Huh, I ain't blind at all but keep a stick on my person
Uh, this money got my ex-hoes tight like they virgins
Uh, I'll put somethin' on your head if you disturb us
Pocket full of motherf*ckin' racks I ain't hangin' with no, uh
Hey, listen, huh, uh
Pocket full of motherf*ckin' racks, he a snitch
I'ma drop 'em, he's a motherf*ckin' rat
He a bitch, he a possum
Only thing bigger than that
Gimme the strap, lemme react
I'm gon' win, wherever he at
I'm gon' woop, throw up my set
I'm blessed, double crest, aim for the neck
F*ck around hit him in the chest, let's get it
Huh, I'm stressed, not trippin'
Find me a bitch, have a lil' bit of sex then fix it
Hmm, yeah, hit him in the head
I was off the meds
Now that nigga dead
Huh, slid like a sled
Huh, blick by the legs
Big body Benz
Hit a bitch by her friends
Huh, Chrome Heart skully on
Huh, but my teeth rose
Huh, and my people on, legal and illegal poles
Uh, her name Angel, got her in that demon pose
Leave a nigga thinkin he was preachin' in the deacon clothes
Boy, you a imposter
Uh, 'fore I hear you I'ma listen to the niggas on my roster
Huh, I got that llama, eatin' lamb chops with the lobster
Huh, just like the DJ, I'm victorious until they stop us
Just like the replay I'm showin' you how I just rocked ya
Pistol whip that nigga
Uh, drop kick that nigga
Huh, switch his granny coffee cup with some liquor
Huh, got the old bitch cuttin' up, got her to, uh-huh
Gotta believe it to see it
Huh, I'm in the trap all evenin'
Huh, speedin' out here drivin' it's to easy to have you bl-
Uh, speedin' out here drivin' it's to easy to have you bleedin'
Huh, they tryna take us out
Huh, can't wait to take us out
Huh-uh, the beam tryna mark us like Nieman's
But I'm too sharp, bitch, I seen it
I ran to the car and start reachin'
Took one shot to the finger
Ain't gon' lie had to eat it
Sent two back like I mean it
Don't carry straps for no reason
Ooh, bitch
Like Skuba naturally evil
Huh, I swear to God, ain't have to wait to get equal
Niggas sneaky like, uh-huh, niggas sneaky like weasels
Paint his ass on a, ah
Paint that boy on a easel
Big dawg, Mac truck, I smoke diesel
Uh, make that chopper chastise him, it'll tease you
Hollow tips for hollow man 'til he see through
Put him on the tube get a review
I told him it was bomin' like a preview
Uh, pop another Perc', naw listen
Uh, pop another Perc', I can't leave I gotta work
If a nigga disrespect me for the respect he meet the dirt
Yeah, he eatin' dirt, put his picture on a shirt (DJ Victoriouz, we mean the biz)
I told lil' baby that that pussy special if she squirt
Like she ain't even gotta flirt, this harassment gon' be perfect
Huh, ain't gotta work at all, this shit worth it
Uh, she might end up at the mall with a Birkin
Huh, I'm that nigga with his dawg, no service
Huh, I ain't blind at all but keep a stick on my person
Uh, this money got my ex-hoes tight like they virgins
Uh, I'll put somethin' on your head if you disturb us
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Uh, pop another Perc', naw listen
Uh, pop another Perc', I can't leave I gotta work
If a nigga disrespect me for the respect he meet the dirt
Yeah, he eatin' dirt, put his picture on a shirt (DJ Victoriouz, we mean the biz)
I told lil' baby that that pussy special if she squirt
Like she ain't even gotta flirt, this harassment gon' be perfect
Huh, ain't gotta work at all, this shit worth it
Uh, she might end up at the mall with a Birkin
Huh, I'm that nigga with his dawg, no service
Huh, I ain't blind at all but keep a stick on my person
Uh, this money got my ex-hoes tight like they virgins
Uh, I'll put somethin' on your head if you disturb us
Pocket full of motherf*ckin' racks I ain't hangin' with no, uh
Hey, listen, huh, uh
Pocket full of motherf*ckin' racks, he a snitch
I'ma drop 'em, he's a motherf*ckin' rat
He a bitch, he a possum
Only thing bigger than that
Gimme the strap, lemme react
I'm gon' win, wherever he at
I'm gon' woop, throw up my set
I'm blessed, double crest, aim for the neck
F*ck around hit him in the chest, let's get it
Huh, I'm stressed, not trippin'
Find me a bitch, have a lil' bit of sex then fix it
Hmm, yeah, hit him in the head
I was off the meds
Now that nigga dead
Huh, slid like a sled
Huh, blick by the legs
Big body Benz
Hit a bitch by her friends
Huh, Chrome Heart skully on
Huh, but my teeth rose
Huh, and my people on, legal and illegal poles
Uh, her name Angel, got her in that demon pose
Leave a nigga thinkin he was preachin' in the deacon clothes
Boy, you a imposter
Uh, 'fore I hear you I'ma listen to the niggas on my roster
Huh, I got that llama, eatin' lamb chops with the lobster
Huh, just like the DJ, I'm victorious until they stop us
Just like the replay I'm showin' you how I just rocked ya
Pistol whip that nigga
Uh, drop kick that nigga
Huh, switch his granny coffee cup with some liquor
Huh, got the old bitch cuttin' up, got her to, uh-huh
Gotta believe it to see it
Huh, I'm in the trap all evenin'
Huh, speedin' out here drivin' it's to easy to have you bl-
Uh, speedin' out here drivin' it's to easy to have you bleedin'
Huh, they tryna take us out
Huh, can't wait to take us out
Huh-uh, the beam tryna mark us like Nieman's
But I'm too sharp, bitch, I seen it
I ran to the car and start reachin'
Took one shot to the finger
Ain't gon' lie had to eat it
Sent two back like I mean it
Don't carry straps for no reason
Ooh, bitch
Like Skuba naturally evil
Huh, I swear to God, ain't have to wait to get equal
Niggas sneaky like, uh-huh, niggas sneaky like weasels
Paint his ass on a, ah
Paint that boy on a easel
Big dawg, Mac truck, I smoke diesel
Uh, make that chopper chastise him, it'll tease you
Hollow tips for hollow man 'til he see through
Put him on the tube get a review
I told him it was bomin' like a preview
Uh, pop another Perc', naw listen
Uh, pop another Perc', I can't leave I gotta work
If a nigga disrespect me for the respect he meet the dirt
Yeah, he eatin' dirt, put his picture on a shirt (DJ Victoriouz, we mean the biz)
I told lil' baby that that pussy special if she squirt
Like she ain't even gotta flirt, this harassment gon' be perfect
Huh, ain't gotta work at all, this shit worth it
Uh, she might end up at the mall with a Birkin
Huh, I'm that nigga with his dawg, no service
Huh, I ain't blind at all but keep a stick on my person
Uh, this money got my ex-hoes tight like they virgins
Uh, I'll put somethin' on your head if you disturb us
Uh, pop another Perc', I can't leave I gotta work
If a nigga disrespect me for the respect he meet the dirt
Yeah, he eatin' dirt, put his picture on a shirt (DJ Victoriouz, we mean the biz)
I told lil' baby that that pussy special if she squirt
Like she ain't even gotta flirt, this harassment gon' be perfect
Huh, ain't gotta work at all, this shit worth it
Uh, she might end up at the mall with a Birkin
Huh, I'm that nigga with his dawg, no service
Huh, I ain't blind at all but keep a stick on my person
Uh, this money got my ex-hoes tight like they virgins
Uh, I'll put somethin' on your head if you disturb us
Pocket full of motherf*ckin' racks I ain't hangin' with no, uh
Hey, listen, huh, uh
Pocket full of motherf*ckin' racks, he a snitch
I'ma drop 'em, he's a motherf*ckin' rat
He a bitch, he a possum
Only thing bigger than that
Gimme the strap, lemme react
I'm gon' win, wherever he at
I'm gon' woop, throw up my set
I'm blessed, double crest, aim for the neck
F*ck around hit him in the chest, let's get it
Huh, I'm stressed, not trippin'
Find me a bitch, have a lil' bit of sex then fix it
Hmm, yeah, hit him in the head
I was off the meds
Now that nigga dead
Huh, slid like a sled
Huh, blick by the legs
Big body Benz
Hit a bitch by her friends
Huh, Chrome Heart skully on
Huh, but my teeth rose
Huh, and my people on, legal and illegal poles
Uh, her name Angel, got her in that demon pose
Leave a nigga thinkin he was preachin' in the deacon clothes
Boy, you a imposter
Uh, 'fore I hear you I'ma listen to the niggas on my roster
Huh, I got that llama, eatin' lamb chops with the lobster
Huh, just like the DJ, I'm victorious until they stop us
Just like the replay I'm showin' you how I just rocked ya
Pistol whip that nigga
Uh, drop kick that nigga
Huh, switch his granny coffee cup with some liquor
Huh, got the old bitch cuttin' up, got her to, uh-huh
Gotta believe it to see it
Huh, I'm in the trap all evenin'
Huh, speedin' out here drivin' it's to easy to have you bl-
Uh, speedin' out here drivin' it's to easy to have you bleedin'
Huh, they tryna take us out
Huh, can't wait to take us out
Huh-uh, the beam tryna mark us like Nieman's
But I'm too sharp, bitch, I seen it
I ran to the car and start reachin'
Took one shot to the finger
Ain't gon' lie had to eat it
Sent two back like I mean it
Don't carry straps for no reason
Ooh, bitch
Like Skuba naturally evil
Huh, I swear to God, ain't have to wait to get equal
Niggas sneaky like, uh-huh, niggas sneaky like weasels
Paint his ass on a, ah
Paint that boy on a easel
Big dawg, Mac truck, I smoke diesel
Uh, make that chopper chastise him, it'll tease you
Hollow tips for hollow man 'til he see through
Put him on the tube get a review
I told him it was bomin' like a preview
Uh, pop another Perc', naw listen
Uh, pop another Perc', I can't leave I gotta work
If a nigga disrespect me for the respect he meet the dirt
Yeah, he eatin' dirt, put his picture on a shirt (DJ Victoriouz, we mean the biz)
I told lil' baby that that pussy special if she squirt
Like she ain't even gotta flirt, this harassment gon' be perfect
Huh, ain't gotta work at all, this shit worth it
Uh, she might end up at the mall with a Birkin
Huh, I'm that nigga with his dawg, no service
Huh, I ain't blind at all but keep a stick on my person
Uh, this money got my ex-hoes tight like they virgins
Uh, I'll put somethin' on your head if you disturb us
Writer: Casada Sorrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave