u cant/i might (feat. Destroy Lonely)
This perc' gon' take me if I let it
When I told you, you my lil' dog bro I meant' it
Finger fuck the hunnids' I think I got a money fetish
I just keep blowin' these racks you can't take this shit to H eaven
This hoe keep takin' me for granted
I might nod off, I'm on that flat I'm changing planets
Brought a pt on a pj', It was gone soon we landed
And this bird keep blowin' my phone up, swear to god I cannot stand it
These hoes goin' for nothing that's what these racks did
Whatchu' smokin' Peter Piper I can't match this
This money put some spiders on my jacket
I just took his hoe, than I smashed it
I used to put my FN in my mattress
She ain' wanna' fuck wit' me until I had my bag in
Now I got some money and my jeans started saggin'
I'm on the Tris again
I hit your bitch again
Threw up the FN, It turnt' a boy to a man
I don' wanna' feel no more, so I'm back on the xan'
I feel just like Hunchozz, racks had broke my hand
I'm wearin' Off-White they thought I was in the clan
She think she can get to me but she ain' got no chance
There ain't no bitch in me, lil' bro you might get canned
Is you kiddin' me
Don't approach me cause' my twin might jump up on his 10 n' spark ya' mans
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Please don' approach me
Yeah, I'm just by my dolo', nigga lonely
And we ducking police
Baby when I'm geeked' up can you please hold me
And I feel like all this money got my soul on a leash
But I'm still 10 toes can't control underneath
Swear we all at the table all my bros' get a piece
Swear we all havin' paper these hoes all we see
Yeah
Nigga, yeah these hoes all we see
This perc' gon' take me if I let it
I can't let her get to me
Yeah I'm dripped in my aesthetic
But I like blue money and the green
And on my shooter he stay ready
He shoot weapons just for me
And they like nigga what's that shit you drippin'
Yeah this shit from overseas
And I'm like bitch just chill, you trippin'
If you tryna' get to me
This perc' gon' take me if I let it
But off these pills I feel a breeze
And this exotic gas I lit it I inhale it when I breathe
The perc gon' take me if I let it
The perc gon' take me if I let it
These percs gon' take me if I let it
When I told you, you my lil' dog bro I meant' it
Finger fuck the hunnids' I think I got a money fetish
I just keep blowin' these racks you can't take this shit to H eaven
This hoe keep takin' me for granted
I might nod off, I'm on that flat I'm changing planets
Brought a pt on a pj', It was gone soon we landed
And this bird keep blowin' my phone up, swear to god I cannot stand it
These hoes goin' for nothing that's what these racks did
Whatchu' smokin' Peter Piper I can't match this
This money put some spiders on my jacket
I just took his hoe, than I smashed it
I used to put my FN in my mattress
She ain' wanna' fuck wit' me until I had my bag in
Now I got some money and my jeans started saggin'
I'm on the Tris again
I hit your bitch again
Threw up the FN, It turnt' a boy to a man
I don' wanna' feel no more, so I'm back on the xan'
I feel just like Hunchozz, racks had broke my hand
I'm wearin' Off-White they thought I was in the clan
She think she can get to me but she ain' got no chance
There ain't no bitch in me, lil' bro you might get canned
Is you kiddin' me
Don't approach me cause' my twin might jump up on his 10 n' spark ya' mans
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Please don' approach me
Yeah, I'm just by my dolo', nigga lonely
And we ducking police
Baby when I'm geeked' up can you please hold me
And I feel like all this money got my soul on a leash
But I'm still 10 toes can't control underneath
Swear we all at the table all my bros' get a piece
Swear we all havin' paper these hoes all we see
Yeah
Nigga, yeah these hoes all we see
This perc' gon' take me if I let it
I can't let her get to me
Yeah I'm dripped in my aesthetic
But I like blue money and the green
And on my shooter he stay ready
He shoot weapons just for me
And they like nigga what's that shit you drippin'
Yeah this shit from overseas
And I'm like bitch just chill, you trippin'
If you tryna' get to me
This perc' gon' take me if I let it
But off these pills I feel a breeze
And this exotic gas I lit it I inhale it when I breathe
The perc gon' take me if I let it
The perc gon' take me if I let it
These percs gon' take me if I let it
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Writer(s): Victor Adkins
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