Perkys Calling (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, I'm back on that '07 sh*t, you hear me?
I think I'm the only n*gga that can turn opps to fans, you hear me?
Free Nine

[Verse]
Me and Nuski swagged up in grad school (Let's get it)
Remember when the homicide grabbed you
Boogieman had the trap like a drive-thru (Gang)
The coke was goin' quick like it's fast food (Dope)
Booka told me D. Rose lost his 9-1
Appeal money for them killers when that time come (Let's get it)
Sneak dissin' what these goofy n*ggas dyin' from (Rrah)
One call, I'll make my TV yell, "Slide up" (Gang)
I press one just because Zoo was callin' (Yeah, yeah)
I press seven 'cause these goofies callin' (Let's get it)
I f*cked your b*tch and took her Louis shoppin' (Ain't nothin')
f*cked your b*tch and took her Louis shoppin'
I beat my case, I keep my pistol on me (Let's get it, L's)
These n*ggas 'posed to been my mans, but he was snitchin' on me
And every time he came around, I was grippin' on it
Like, f*ck your life, I won't think twice and I'll blick you, homie (Dang)
We'll turn your IG to an obituary (Dope)
I just took couple of your homies to a cemetery (Let's get it, L's)
And you know we did it, you ain't did nothin' (b*tch)
DeDe in that jam and he ain't sayin' nothin' (Let's get it, L's)
Can't name a f*ckin' n*gga that I ran from (Uh, uh)
Just made sixty thousand off a Samsung (Dope)
Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun (Grr)
And we carry Dracos like they handguns
b*tches want this glow, wanna be famous
c*m inside her mouth, I make her taste di*k (Eater)
Them skinny b*tches whine, I make 'em take di*k (Eater)
Might f*ck her in her butt so she can stay thick
I lost my n*ggas to this sh*t, that's why I'm solo, homie (Gang)
Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo, homie
The streets'll pull you back and forth like yo-yo, homie (Dope)
Like, we ain't kill your mans and I don't know your homie (Hahahaha)
I can hear Nuski callin'
I can hear Yuyu callin' (Chino)
I can hear L'A callin' (Betoe)
Yeah, I can hear Pluto callin' (Dope)
I can hear Iris callin' (Uh-uh)
I can hear J-Money callin'
Yeah, I can hear O' callin' (Boom)
Yea I can hear Moe callin' (Tayski)
I was stayin' in Chicago 'cause I had to (Let's get it, L's)
Probation for my pistol, it was bad news (I beat it)
All these n*ggas tried to diss me 'cause they had to (Gang)
Even if I was with my kids, know I had to (Rrah)
I got better vibes, I got better thoughts
Like, shout out to them killers who was never caught
n*ggas screamin', "Gang, gang," yeah, they hella soft
I seent that sh*t happened, that's a gimmick, n*gga (Fraud)
A hundred for my jewelry for my image, n*gga (Let's get It)
In the field with my killers playin' scrimmage, n*gga
That Timmy Turner wasn't nothin' to my Timmy, n*gga
Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city, n*gga
n*gga, opps to me, I used to hang with (b*tch)
Now they want me dead on some fame sh*t (b*tch)
Or they want some peace, but that's the same sh*t
And they call them people, that's the same sh*t (Gang)