Perc Popper lyrics

[Intro]
808 Kartel, n*gga
Yo Cam
AyeBromar
DJ Flippp, make the money flip

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
b*tch, I'm hella faded, I sip lean on a celebration
I just popped another 30, now I'm meditating
If a n*gga try to rob me, I go Super Saiyan
Pull them choppers out, my n*ggas get to super slayin'
Hundred round leave 'em on the floor
Hundred rounds, we putting on a show
Couple rounds when I'm digging in your ho (In your ho)
Pull this chopper out, I'm shooting at your bro (At your bro, n*gga)
n*gga touch me, I'ma rip somethin'
I just bought the whole pint, I'm 'bout to sip somethin' (Sip it)
I just took a whole 30, on a sick one (Sick one)
I don't hesitate with money, I'ma get some (Get it)
I got real n*gga di*k and she know it (And she know it, b*tch)
If I pour this forty out, I'm finna blow it (b*tch)
Give a b*tch good di*k, now she glowin' (Now she glowin')
Remember she was innocent, now she hoein' (She a ho)
In a foreign whip, n*gga, and it's stolen (And it's stolen, skrrt)
Look at my mouth, lil' b*tch, all golden (All golden)
Look at my neck, lil' n*gga, all frozen (All frozen)
Run up on us trippin', n*gga, get your jaw broken (Jaw broken)
Movin' broke? I can't relate, n*gga (Ayy)
Everywhere a n*gga go, I get a plate, n*gga (Ayy)
I ain't Tyga, but she said she want a taste, n*gga (Want a taste)
I just popped another Perc', I'm outer space, n*gga (Ooh)
[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
Perc' popper, boy, I'm outer space (Outer space)
I be coolin' where you n*ggas ain't safe (Ain't safe)
Give me head 'til you run out of face
Walked in, now he runnin' out the place
Only time when I'm running from the jakes (Ayy)
Throwin' money, boy, I could've bought a Wraith (Bought a Wraith)
Real-ass n*gga, you can't relate (Can't relate)
Pick it up, lil' b*tch need a rake (Need a rake)
And a broom, Shoreline the wave, typhoon
Need my money next day, lil' n*gga, by noon
(Matter fact, I need that right now, n*gga
I don't give a f*ck if you know me, n*gga, pay me)
I don't do fronts (Ayy), only smoke Runtz (Ayy)
I don't smoke paper, boy, I only smoke blunts
Chopper on my side, I don't got it in the trunk
Turn around, b*tch, I don't wanna see your front
Hit it from the back (Ayy), do it once a month (Ayy)
I'm a busy n*gga, you can't have me when you want
Hit it from the back, do it once a month
I'm a busy n*gga, you can't have me when you want
Smokin' on the freeway, goin' up like a B-day
Sellin' dope off a prepaid, gettin' money each way
Two hoes, they get freaky, two Percs, so geeky, ayy