Percs and Ack

Previously on Baller Hardy & T, B.A.C

I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready

I'm ready, I'm ready

I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready

B.B. Capone

Give me some purse and pull me up four

Don't need cushion, no tobacco

Two little sprites, mixin' that syrup

Somewhere on Mars, I'ma hop this Earth

Sixteen bars, I'm ending this verse

Sunday morning, we in that church

Chillin' this morning, sippin' on syrup

Sweatin' out pills and bleedin' on soap

Judge told me that I can't do drugs

Gave me a proof, I gotta get two fucks

Fuck that group, it's killin' my buzz

Them **** lamer than the school bus

Owe me a double shot, I act up

Locked every three, it's tucked, so act up

If I OD'd to mama, I'd love

To be the best person I could

Look up to the sky like, Lord, if you could

Then send me an activist flood, let the hell down first

And I should not hurt

And all this pain should not reverse

Pops one now, so momma's just work

She'll never let her five boys hurt

I don't need pain to show me what hurt

Because this world will show me his first

**** be glad to see when you hurt

Wanna see it shine, ****, see when it hurts

So fuck these ****, pay them no mind

Payin' my dues and payin' my tithes

They said clean, see, prevent flies

I said wise, I realize

Mix that lean up, wake that sprite up

And three panty pills inside, yeah

I'm ready

I'm ready

I'm ready

Perks in that

Perks in that

Perks in that

Perks in that

Perks in that

Perks in that

Perks in that

Perks in that

I'm ready

I'm ready

Bought a heart in a T man

Freak like a cat

I don't even show it

And I'm fuckin' with the first one man

I'm off that activist

And I'm ready

Just call me a pilot

I'm ready

Pour me another cup

I'm ready

We all real **** man

Bought a heart in a T man

I'm ready

My hood's your hood man

Everybody poetry and shit man

I'm ready

B.A.C