Poppa Perry

(Grrah, It's that Sha Gz nigga)
(Grrt, like, bow, like, bow bow)
(Grrt, like)
Yo Jay, How you feel about this one? (Like, like)

Fuck all the opps, look what happened to—, like
Oh my god, we smokin' his pops
That nigga dead, now he crying for ma
And he next, on the guys
5th to the Sev, that's shot
Like, Y'all niggas really don't spin on y'all opps
How y'all jackin' y'all smoking his pops?
But y'all niggas was chilling and dissing my block

And I'm smokin' his pops right now
And y'all niggas ain't getting no guap
Fuck all the talkin', we spinnin' y'all block
If we catch him, he lackin', we wipin' his snot
Oh, he lackin' right there, just flock, just flock, keep flockin'
Bitch imma up give a fuck if he lackin'
I'm throwin' out shots if he yellin', "What's crackin'?"

TG, what? I'll slap him, that nigga ain't doin' shit but just rappin'
Sa-Say what? imma up and start blastin'
Now he dead, in a casket
Fuck all the rapping, y'all niggas be actin'
Y'all know where i'm at if you really want static
Smoke Edot, I was laughin'
And he dеad, that was tragic

That bitch a thot, she'll come to my house
If shе fuckin' the opps, then i'm punching her out
Ayo Kenzo yo bitch is a slut
You was kissing that bitch with my dick in her mouth
Like, and y'all niggas be dissing for clout
Like, y'all better stay in house
See you shooting you videos, thinking its sweet
I'ma kick down ya door, leave ya brains on the couch

Like hol' on, like hol' on (Edot)
(Notti) (Like, like, Im feelin' myself)
(Like hol' on, notti boppin' in this bitch, nigga, suck my dick like)
(Feelin' myself right now)

Fuck all the opps, look what happened to—, like
Oh my god, we smokin' his pops
That nigga dead, now he crying for ma
And he next, on the guys
5th to the Sev, that's shot
Like, Y'all niggas really don't spin on y'all opps
How y'all jackin' y'all smoking his pops?
But y'all niggas was chilling and dissing my block

And I'm smokin' his pops right now
And y'all niggas ain't getting no guap
Fuck all the talkin', we spinnin' y'all block
If we catch him, he lackin', we wipin' his snot
Oh, he lackin' right there, just flock, just flock, keep flockin'
Bitch imma up give a fuck if he lackin'
I'm throwin' out shots if he yellin', "What's crackin'?"



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Writer(s): Shavar Williams
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