Percatory (feat. YVNG $LICE)

The yerks will forever have a hold on me (hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (have a hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (have a hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (have a hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
(Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Mmm, mmm mmm mmm) Everyday I really be drilling shit
Stack the money up you not equivalent
Gotta stay vigilant, nigga she a freak
But she really acting innocent
I mean like innocence, pussy taste like cinnamon
Nigga I'm too different, yo talk coming immanent
Bitches and some hoes, nigga can you tell the difference?
(Oh, oh oh) Moving, moving militant
Nigga give a fuck, 'bout all that benevolence
(Oh) A nigga knew that this shit is prevalent
Ballin' out every day like Kevin Durant
Doing everything that they said I can't
Demon's knocking I can't let 'em in
Gucci, Margiela, Versace, letterman
Clutching the 4 quarter like I'll murder man
Nigga what's a rookie to a fucking veteran
Sipping on codeine know that shit my fucking medicine
40 make a nigga fucking shake, that nigga trembling
Course no, on the bus though, on the bus though
Nigga I'm too cut throat, I'm too cut throat
Fell into the cusp though (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (have a hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (have a hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
The yerks will forever have a hold on me (have a hold on me, shit)
Like I'm in percatory
I just shot an opp Travon Martin, no aston
She said she wanna fuck I saw her head to toe in satin
I talk to her and she reply in latin
I think I spoke to satin, I'm gaspin' (yeah, yeah)
I took her on a vacay, shit we goin' to the Hamptons
She saying she like snow and I know that is not no Aspen
I murder pussy fast I'm a pussy assassin
I get to 2nd, 3rd, and home and I ain't talking battin'
Call me slip, cause I slide on my opps (shyeah)
Sparkin' up in public, I don't care about no cop (yeah)
I just got an officer to slide all on my cock (yeah)
After sex I took her gun so I can go and pop (yeah)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, I can go and pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, I can go and pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, so I can go and pop (brr, brr, brr, brr)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, so I can go and pop (brr, brr, brr, brr)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, so I can go and pop (grr, pow pow pow)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, so I can go and pop (grr, pow)
Yeah, pop, pop, pop, so I can go and pop



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Writer(s): Cain Eible, Lor Piper
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