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)

rap, pop