Percocet Groove lyrics

[Intro]
[BenjiCold why you icy]

[Chorus]
Pop a ??? i was too gone
Yeah you ain't talking bout money what the f*ck are you on
Yeah I wanna count some guap get my groove on
Private jet I flew on
Kicking sh*t with my Christian Lou's on

[Verse]
Ha Ha Ha
Red sippin' on the red
Off the lean can't feel my head
Pop a prescription need them meds
Talkin that sh*t we at yo neck
Yeah give a f*ck bout what you rep (uh-huh)
I don't wanna f*ck the b*tch I just want the head
Give a f*ck bout what he say cause I got next (oh yuh)
We get up n*gga get the smoke right off yo chest
b*tch tried the gang and you getting pressed
Push up in that GSF
Pull up choppa hit yo chest
D1 n*gga f*ck yo set
They think that sh*t'll be impressive
Play with that stick you end up dead
f*cking yo b*tch all in yo bed
f*cking yo b*tch she left her meds
Smash that b*tch then that's the end
Pop me a perc I'm on ???
Uh-huh I just f*cked that b*tch and told her move on
Came up in here with a Glock that b*tch two-tone
Try that sh*t get shot get yo crew gone
Ain't getting no money what you on
Biting my swag the sh*t that you on
Amiri jeans and them mother-f*cking True's on
On that broke sh*t I'm cool on
Private jet I flew on
Kicking sh*t with my Christian Lou's on
Kicking sh*t with my Christian Lou's on
Kickin sh*t with my Christian Lou's on
Ha
[BenjiCold why you icy]