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Perc + Lemonade (feat. Dawgface Calderon & T.Jerraeee)

by Yay.Nx

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Mama had us rollin' in the Bourbon Stuff that made a living, it was cooking up and serving I ain't have it bad, I was chosen Good look in the mirror, I ain't need no help at all I ain't need nobody there cause I ain't open And if I open up, then I'm keeping it a buck w you I can't keep my eyes off her skirt nigga Smile from ear to ear, that's how you know I'm really hurting nigga You can't get a thing if you ain't gang nigga And we don't shake it loose or pick and choose, we play the game nigga You see me when you can place the blame nigga And you can have her back and that's a fact I only lay with her I be high as hell and I can't focus That's the only thing that keep me sane, if you ain't notice Bullshit in the air, just been floating And I'ma take it back and ride the track it's on the floor nigga West side nigga, come and see what I'm about West side nigga, come and see what I'm about West side nigga, come and see what I'm about Mama had us rollin' in the Bourbon Stuff that made a living, it was cooking up and serving I ain't have it bad, I was chosen Good look in the mirror, I ain't need no help at all I ain't need nobody there cause I ain't open And if I open up, then I'm keeping it a buck w you I can't keep my eyes off her skirt nigga Smile from ear to ear, that's how you know I'm really hurting nigga You can't get a thing if you ain't gang nigga And we don't shake it loose or pick and choose, we play the game nigga You see me when you can place the blame nigga And you can have her back and that's a fact I only lay with her I be high as hell and I can't focus That's the only thing that keep me sane, if you ain't notice Bullshit in the air, just been floating And I'ma take it back and ride the track it's on the floor nigga West side nigga, come and see what I'm about Renovation squad, send my niggas to your house Boy you 69, why you niggas yapping like a mouse You the reason why the phone tapping, nigga watch your mouth Hold up, nigga got no time for no spouse 40 for my safety, I don't carry it for clout Send a nigga out of town, now we organizing routes 100 bands on the table, couple thousand on the couch Quick turnaround, gotta keep a blicky when I'm selling jiffy Racking up these blues in my city, RIP to Nipsey Goofball niggas really silly, think they fucking with me I'm on six mile with a six, it's lean in my kidney Ayy mix it with it simply, brody hate lean But I been pouring up with Lil Joey since 18 I'm still moving packs and hitting niggas with them late fees 40 like a camera, get to flashing when you say cheese I got what you need, weed, blues, and methamphetamine Wax, shrooms, xans, and perks with promethazine Fentanyl dropping them like flies, still serving fiends Trap nigga used to feed my kids with them pork and beans Niggas fuck me over, think they hurting me Where's the urgency, when I said I had emergencies Why you trying to beef, bitch you know that I am Hercules Damn a nigga's stressed, can somebody throw a perk to me? Ayy roll the backwood, blow the smoke out Niggas ain't trapping like my dope house Send my problems on a fucking diet, they get worked out Bro it ain't nobody that's around us that we worry about. Mama had us rollin' in the Bourbon Stuff that made a living, it was cooking up and serving I ain't have it bad, I was chosen Good look in the mirror, I ain't need no help at all I ain't need nobody there cause I ain't open And if I open up, then I'm keeping it a buck w you I can't keep my eyes off her skirt nigga Smile from ear to ear, that's how you know I'm really hurting nigga You can't get a thing if you ain't gang nigga And we don't shake it loose or pick and choose, we play the game nigga You see me when you can place the blame nigga And you can have her back and that's a fact I only lay with her I be high as hell and I can't focus Bullshit in the air, just been floating Mama had us rolling in the bourbon Now it's drop tops when I'm in the traffic swerving I ain't have it bad, I was chosen Now I drop bands on anybody for no purpose I ain't need nobody there cause I ain't open And if a nigga tripping, bust rounds, I ain't joking I can't keep my eyes off her skirt, nigga Bitch, I'm off at six, shoot the club off a perk nigga You should've seen I'm a shooting star, look closer You gave a little, I gave you my all My high school enemies wanna be friends with me, that don't mean shit to me You gave me nothing while I give you everything, that don't make sense to me You gotta be, with or against me, don't wait for it Cause I work too damn hard to say it's they show Yeah, and me and mine never lay low Shit we can't worry bout the bag when it's coming by the caseload

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