OFF_A_PERC
I've been off a perc so long that I forgot
Kevo done fucked up, how you getting pulled up by a cop
My boy done took the charges, yeah yeah, for 3 glocks
Free my boy until backwards
k-e-v-o, o-v-e-k, I won't stop
Never stop, til me and Marcus at the top
Tryna piss me off, asking "Who's better?" I said, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like fuck ya thought
How many houses can I buy and fill em all with the baddest thots
How many docks can i buy that fill em up with all my yachts
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I just popped that motherfucker up and they say it's stuck
Walk up in the party bullets flying, bitches say you ducked
Boy, rock out feel like Duckboy
Raging out mind cuz I'm a lonely boy
He just popping pills til he up in lonely void
He done got away from us like what a bitch
Shooting stars across my eyes like what's the wish
40 blowing like its soccer like its gon kick
Are you really ride or die, or talking shit?
Huh huh huh, huh huh huh huh
I've been off a perc so long that I forgot
Kevo done fucked up, how you getting pulled up by a cop
My boy done took the charges, yeah yeah, for 3 glocks
Free my boy until backwards
k-e-v-o, o-v-e-k, I won't stop
Never stop, til me and Marcus at the top
Tryna piss me off, asking "Who's better?" I said, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like fuck ya thought
How many houses can I buy and fill em all with the baddest thots
How many docks can i buy that fill em up with all my yachts?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Kevo done fucked up, how you getting pulled up by a cop
My boy done took the charges, yeah yeah, for 3 glocks
Free my boy until backwards
k-e-v-o, o-v-e-k, I won't stop
Never stop, til me and Marcus at the top
Tryna piss me off, asking "Who's better?" I said, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like fuck ya thought
How many houses can I buy and fill em all with the baddest thots
How many docks can i buy that fill em up with all my yachts
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I just popped that motherfucker up and they say it's stuck
Walk up in the party bullets flying, bitches say you ducked
Boy, rock out feel like Duckboy
Raging out mind cuz I'm a lonely boy
He just popping pills til he up in lonely void
He done got away from us like what a bitch
Shooting stars across my eyes like what's the wish
40 blowing like its soccer like its gon kick
Are you really ride or die, or talking shit?
Huh huh huh, huh huh huh huh
I've been off a perc so long that I forgot
Kevo done fucked up, how you getting pulled up by a cop
My boy done took the charges, yeah yeah, for 3 glocks
Free my boy until backwards
k-e-v-o, o-v-e-k, I won't stop
Never stop, til me and Marcus at the top
Tryna piss me off, asking "Who's better?" I said, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like fuck ya thought
How many houses can I buy and fill em all with the baddest thots
How many docks can i buy that fill em up with all my yachts?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Respect G
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