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I ain't even pop my perc yet I ain't even pop my perc yet Where it's at I can't find that bitch god damn Where my perc at Tryna find it where my perc at Tryna find it I can't I can't find it I can't find it Where my perc at Where my perc at If my bitch start another argument imma leave her How the fuck i got blood on my new wife beater Choke a nigga out and beat em with a wife beater Domestic violence I heard you a wife beater Imma go rent out a house and put weed in it Nigga ion wanna hit yo blunt I seen a seed in it Imma go rent me out a house and do fraud in it They can't even see me in my car cause they all tinted Imma shoot a movie with this clip (Kobe) Imma fuck another nigga bitch now they wanna kill me How it came with the seal you don't really swipe for real Banana clip hanging out the draco you banana split Make a nigga disappear show em my new magic trick I just went live with 50k and left niggas sick Letras de cancionesHow the fuck you keep gettin' robbed it don't make sense Broke lil niggas they can't even make ends meet Fake page sent a death threat Left his family upset Niggas said im up next But im really up now Niggas better duck down When I start sending rounds through the house and the windows and the couch (Ooh come on talking crazy) I can't fit a hundred thousand in the louie pouch So I put it in the backpack Lil nigga backpack Go think about what you just did and go backtrack Pulled up to this lil nigga house he ain't come out If you make the wrong move imma pull the strap out Pulled up to the wrong house Nigga this ain't what you want Moncler for the coat Fake runtz in the packet He ain't even knew it was fake Damn this bitch pussy stank Damn i'm bout to go and leave Fuckin pullin' out her weave Fuckin pullin' out a wig Stressin' smokin on a cig But i'm bout to roll a blunt Fuckin' smoke another opp Fuckin' pour another pop Kill a nigga then i'm bout to kill a fucking cop Aye lemme hear it from the top Damn how that shit rhyme Kill a nigga through the time [?], yeah its in my blood They wanna kick me out the threw too much money in the strip club Rob a nigga then i strip his ass like a strip club Fly down yo street in a car [?] I just shot a nigga in the dark in a midnight club Arguin with my plug over the phone nigga send that bud Sativa indica that shit give me energy Ion got no sympathy Ion got no enemies Ion got no opps cause they all dead Bitch gimme head in my bed Right now imma make his head red I was young as hell doin' shit i wasn't suppose to be Imma put all this money in the bank where it suppose to be Imma put some money up for all the niggas close to I got a AR-15 don't get close to me [?] I just pulled up on my bitch and she wasn't ready And i fell out with some niggas cause they really petty I got more money do you wanna make a bet We bought more choppas so you don't wanna make a threat Me quon and kev that a triple threat Pull up onna opp with 3 straps that's a triple threat (So Good) From Letras Mania