WOCK
Percosets is leakin In the cup it's in the wockhardt
I can't stand these bitches I stay ten down on my lock heart
This ain't false heart baby but I call that girl my pop star
I been goin crazy so I call myself a rockstar
Okay let's get it
Percy pop off in a minute
I get bread and I gotta go spend it
And they sayin who done it I did it
I got niggas who stay with the chrome
And that bullet gon hit in yo mental
When that nigga get hit in the dome
All my homies is crackin his rental
All of these hoes is just here for the team
Got a switch on a 9 and it come wit beam
Gotta rock on my wrist and I like how it bling
It's a tear on her face and I'm watchin it gleam
Talkin that shit well I'm loadin the gat
Gotta blade in my hand he dont know where I'm at
Put the blade to his body and back to the trap
We just win on yo gang so we checkin the stats
Where did he go, huh
(Where did he go)
I do not know, huh
(I do not know)
You cannot hide cus we findin yo lo
You better surrender I'm fuckin yo hoe
I got bitches galore and they watchin me po'
The niggas who hatin is watchin me glow
Glow,glow, glow, glow
(All the niggas who hatin is watchin me glow)
Percosets is leakin In the cup it's in the wockhardt
I can't stand these bitches I stay ten down on my lock heart
This ain't false heart baby but I call that girl my pop star
I can't stand these bitches I stay ten down on my lock heart
This ain't false heart baby but I call that girl my pop star
I been goin crazy so I call myself a rockstar
Okay let's get it
Percy pop off in a minute
I get bread and I gotta go spend it
And they sayin who done it I did it
I got niggas who stay with the chrome
And that bullet gon hit in yo mental
When that nigga get hit in the dome
All my homies is crackin his rental
All of these hoes is just here for the team
Got a switch on a 9 and it come wit beam
Gotta rock on my wrist and I like how it bling
It's a tear on her face and I'm watchin it gleam
Talkin that shit well I'm loadin the gat
Gotta blade in my hand he dont know where I'm at
Put the blade to his body and back to the trap
We just win on yo gang so we checkin the stats
Where did he go, huh
(Where did he go)
I do not know, huh
(I do not know)
You cannot hide cus we findin yo lo
You better surrender I'm fuckin yo hoe
I got bitches galore and they watchin me po'
The niggas who hatin is watchin me glow
Glow,glow, glow, glow
(All the niggas who hatin is watchin me glow)
Percosets is leakin In the cup it's in the wockhardt
I can't stand these bitches I stay ten down on my lock heart
This ain't false heart baby but I call that girl my pop star
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Writer(s): Jamon Williams
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