Lyrics

(Jefe got the coca), what? What? Drank God (Iced Up Records) Said she wanna fuck for the chicken (yeah) I'm like, "Lil' bitch, who you kiddin'?" (Who you kiddin', ho?) Catch him at the light, Glock glitchin' (pew, pew) I just put a Hellcat on 26's (skrrt) I just made a play at the Dayshift (what?) Threw five thousand on a waitress (what?) Bad little bitch, I'm her favorite (uh) All black Glock 19, I'm a racist, yeah (I am) 20 chains on, got a fever (yeah, yeah) And I'm pill-poppin', syrup-sippin' demon (phew) All at Maxfield, spend a dub up at Neimans (20) Icy than a bitch, tell the plug he a genius (he a genius) Pop another Perc', I'm an addict (yeah) Used to hide work in the attic (what?) 90 grand gone on the Patek (phew) Iron niggas out if it's static, yeah (bah, bah, bah) Said she wanna fuck for the chicken (yeah) I'm like, "Lil' bitch, who you kiddin'?" (Kiddin', ho) Catch him at the light, Glock glitchin' (pew, pew) I'm a real street nigga with a ticket, ugh (with a ticket) Pop another Perc', pop another Perc' (what?) Pop another Perc', pop another Perc' (what?) Pop another Perc', pop another Perc' (what?) Walk up in the club, fuck the money up (what?) Still sellin' 'Ro, I'm the Drank god (yeah) Got mad about that bitch, I'm like "Thank God" (God) Bang on a nigga like I'm Draymond (bitch) Shoot a nigga in his hoodie, now he Trayvon, ugh (rest in peace) Niggas out here cap like the movies (like the movies) Still in the app with them Tubis (with them blues) Take a nigga work, he a goofy (he a ho) Stuff a hundred pills in her coochie (yeah) Add it up, that's like 80 thousand (yeah) Yeah, I made a quarter million off them baby bottles (skrrt) Hundred thousand cash, I let Lil baby count it (count it up) Only thing I love is Percs and my baby mama (for real) Said she wanna fuck for the chicken (yeah) I'm like, "Lil' bitch, who you kiddin'?" (Kiddin', ho) Catch him at the light, Glock glitchin' (pew, pew) I'm a real street nigga with a ticket, ugh (with a ticket) Pop another Perc', pop another Perc (what?) Pop another Perc', pop another Perc' (what?) Pop another Perc', pop another Perc' (what?) Walk up in the club, fuck the money up (what?) (Iced Up Records)
Writer(s): Chivez Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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