Perccy Dreams

40 on my lap (yea)

It dont bang it clap

Target on my back (ya dig)

Cuz his girl on my lap

Imma go kobe for 3 no jordan thats how i get my sac

Imma go run it up like im ballin talkin bout my racks (yea yea yea)

Im copin

OD on the perks im chokin

Last year i had my heart broken

Now i drive the whip like its stolen

(Huh, What?)

Im hopin

She go down on me like its golden

Murder on the wall i know cuz i wrote it

That go for anyone cuz im totin

9 on me its explodin

Kinda like my bank account cuz its growin.

Dont gas me up cuz im floatin

Dont talk to me cuz i know it

No nuke reactor overloadin

You Lost her to me she elopin

She know that im the king of these motions

Cuz i be slanging dick in these oceans. (Drip, splash!)

Im goin

Percs in a codeine potion

Put it on her face thats lotion

Opps want the paper that im throwin

I fast forward to the guap you loadin

Shooter came to get that money you owe me.

Took that shit for the rolley cuz that

40 on my lap (yea)

It dont bang it clap

Target on my back (ya dig)

Cuz his girl on my lap

Imma go kobe for 3 no jordan thats how i get my sac

Imma go run it up like im ballin talkin bout my racks (yea yea yea)