30 in Church
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
Pill pop, molly, been right off the gram
Keep the pendent in the back of my pants
Pull out the flare, and go hit you a dance
She in my DM, she swear I was trans
Off to the top, I be killin' it
Give me your heart, then I'm rippin' it
Sellin' my heart, then I'm spendin' it
Pour me a pint' then I'm spinnin' it
Spit in it, in it to winnin' it
Mess up her stomach, I'm drillin', I'm filin' it
I'm where the villains be, you where the killers be
Hop in the shop and spree, then I go cop' me 3
You cannot copy me, cannot feel the adrenaline
Print my song out, you say it, is you killin' em'
Pass the gas and I say, how am I feelin' em'
I'm a prophet, I say, ho', I'm healin' em'
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
Back to my old ways, let's go
Brunette with me I play in the snow
I swear to God, I can't cuff me, no ho'
Prayin' to God, tryna stop sayin' ho'
But I'm turned up, grabbed my ho', let's go
Get gassed up, don't be late for my show
I'm outside, best seat, I'm wildin'
She ride shotgun, blast, no mileage
Yuh, yuh, okay, broad-skinned girl, she straight from Boston
Yuh, yuh, okay, lies go through her teeth like flossin'
Yuh, yuh, okay, cracked her one time, now she get bossy
Yuh, yuh, okay, I just stick to myself, don't cost me (We love you Nyron!)
Choppa gon' stick out her shirt like a boner
Crackin' his girl, he sick like Corona
Puffin' that loud, go to sleep in a coma
Pour up that Wock', and I sip it like Rona'
Throwin' that roach, cause I feel like a stoner
Stay to myself, I can not be a cloner
Run up on me, I might give you a warner
Straight to her face, like I gave her a toner
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
I'm with a junkie, we makin' a hundred
Pass me the brunt, and I'm sparkin', I burnt it
I need a wino, I'm costin' me a ferret
Makin' that wish, and I feel like I'm Turnner
Pull out that ferret, he runnin', he Berry
Droppin' like 20 on summit, yeah
Switchin' my style, and I feel like I'm Perry
Top on the yacht like Gunna, yeah
Shit, throw away, heh, throw away, I'ma still drop it
Shit, 200k in a week, I'ma top it
Ball on these hoes, and I feel like I'm Toppin'
Ball on these hoes, and I feel like I'm Born
Gimme a feature, I make it my song
All black, I can never be wrong
Saw that, blowin' smoke like a bong
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
Pill pop, molly, been right off the gram
Keep the pendent in the back of my pants
Pull out the flare, and go hit you a dance
She in my DM, she swear I was trans
Off to the top, I be killin' it
Give me your heart, then I'm rippin' it
Sellin' my heart, then I'm spendin' it
Pour me a pint' then I'm spinnin' it
Spit in it, in it to winnin' it
Mess up her stomach, I'm drillin', I'm filin' it
I'm where the villains be, you where the killers be
Hop in the shop and spree, then I go cop' me 3
You cannot copy me, cannot feel the adrenaline
Print my song out, you say it, is you killin' em'
Pass the gas and I say, how am I feelin' em'
I'm a prophet, I say, ho', I'm healin' em'
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
Back to my old ways, let's go
Brunette with me I play in the snow
I swear to God, I can't cuff me, no ho'
Prayin' to God, tryna stop sayin' ho'
But I'm turned up, grabbed my ho', let's go
Get gassed up, don't be late for my show
I'm outside, best seat, I'm wildin'
She ride shotgun, blast, no mileage
Yuh, yuh, okay, broad-skinned girl, she straight from Boston
Yuh, yuh, okay, lies go through her teeth like flossin'
Yuh, yuh, okay, cracked her one time, now she get bossy
Yuh, yuh, okay, I just stick to myself, don't cost me (We love you Nyron!)
Choppa gon' stick out her shirt like a boner
Crackin' his girl, he sick like Corona
Puffin' that loud, go to sleep in a coma
Pour up that Wock', and I sip it like Rona'
Throwin' that roach, cause I feel like a stoner
Stay to myself, I can not be a cloner
Run up on me, I might give you a warner
Straight to her face, like I gave her a toner
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
I'm with a junkie, we makin' a hundred
Pass me the brunt, and I'm sparkin', I burnt it
I need a wino, I'm costin' me a ferret
Makin' that wish, and I feel like I'm Turnner
Pull out that ferret, he runnin', he Berry
Droppin' like 20 on summit, yeah
Switchin' my style, and I feel like I'm Perry
Top on the yacht like Gunna, yeah
Shit, throw away, heh, throw away, I'ma still drop it
Shit, 200k in a week, I'ma top it
Ball on these hoes, and I feel like I'm Toppin'
Ball on these hoes, and I feel like I'm Born
Gimme a feature, I make it my song
All black, I can never be wrong
Saw that, blowin' smoke like a bong
Let's go, I keep a 30 on me, I'm at church
Fallin' asleep when I wake up, a hearse
Might just go pop me a Perc'
Crackin' his girl, she get hit, she get murked
Hittin' the gas and I skirt
Hidin' the Perc', right there in her purse
Swear she gotta show me her worth
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Writer(s): Aaronton Bills
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