Perkys & Xannies

I put the perky in my body, uh, xanny in my body
Wait, shorty, she a thotty, she always winin' on my body
Told my brody pull up in Maserati
That's your mans, we just caught him at the lobby
I'm makin' music, that's my hobby
On my way to the top and you can't stop me, oh yeah
Oh yeah, pull out the chop, let that shit flare
Think I'm lackin', try me if you dare
Light-skinned bitch, curly blonde hair
So much drip, I don't know what to wear, 12 trying to blitz, but I don't even care
If you don't wanna die, you should say a prayer, I'm 10 toes, I don't need a chair

Stick to the plan, young nigga, just do what you can, young nigga
I'm bout to pop out the France, young nigga, I can't wait till my bands get bigger
Like, on the block, they be shootin' them triggers, I believe one day I'ma touch his figures
Freak white bitch in the club I'ma hit her, That ain't no tech, lil' bro, you only got one zipper

And I was only like 9 years old back when hope told me I'ma ball like the Clippers
I could really go find me a hoe but I want me a dentist, I don't want no stripper
All these niggas just talk on the net, I'm like this damn close to deleting my Twitter
Bad bitch and I'm makin' her wet, she want fuck with a kid, cause she know that I'm litter

I put the perky in my body, uh, xanny in my body
Wait, shorty, she a thotty, she always winin' on my body
Told my brody pull up in Maserati
That's your mans, we just caught him at the lobby
I'm makin' music, that's my hobby
On my way to the top and you can't stop me, oh yeah
Oh yeah, pull out the chop, let that shit flare
Think I'm lackin', try me if you dare
Light-skinned bitch, curly blonde hair
So much drip, I don't know what to wear, 12 trying to blitz, but I don't even care
If you don't wanna die, you should say a prayer, I'm 10 toes, I don't need a chair

She want fuck with a kid, cause she know that I'm lit
All I need is a lighter to walk and that's it
Like, 10 toes on that block, I ain't quit, I just walk in the stu and I know it's a hit
Bro was bouta go D1 but he ain't wanna commit
Tell me what you gon' do if the feds try to blitz
Bitch, I'm stackin' my chips, I ain't talkin' no ritz
Gucci and Prada, the brand on my fist
Sometimes I be feelin' like Dominique Jones when I say I'm as real as it gets
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten toes when I stand, I do not need to sit
Young bull used to hoop, but he made more guap in the trap so he never commit
Bitch left and I wanted to die, boy, I cried every night, but I still never quit

I put the perky in my body, uh, xanny in my body
Wait, shorty, she a thotty, she always winin' on my body
Told my brody pull up in Maserati
That's your mans, we just caught him at the lobby
I'm makin' music, that's my hobby
On my way to the top and you can't stop me, oh yeah
Oh yeah, pull out the chop, let that shit flare
Think I'm lackin', try me if you dare
Light-skinned bitch, curly blonde hair
So much drip, I don't know what to wear, 12 trying to blitz, but I don't even care
If you don't wanna die, you should say a prayer, I'm 10 toes, I don't need a chair