Twisted lyrics

Popped a Perc and this sh*t got me geeked up
n*ggas get shot down tryna speak up
They done fell way behind tryna keep up
We lost twohunnid thousand on the reup

And you would never even know cause im t’d up
Everyday I leave the house got the heat tucked
Make a opp n*gga move like his lease up
n*ggas mad, they ain't think that I’d be up

Now I really took off and I ain't look back
Got a whole lotta paper in this booksack
And once a n*gga get shot he can’t come back
I used to go and hit licks and tell em run that

I guarantee a lotta these rappers never done that
Put a Glock to the opp you ever done that ?
And I even gotta touch ya I got dumb racks
b*tch I been ballin on em that’s a fun fact

Off the twisted yo b*tch getting twisted
As soon as she hop off the di*k she gone miss it
Shawty livin don’t care bout yo opinions
As soon as she slide to the crib you gone kiss it

Off the Perc I might make bad decisions
Im f*ckin these women im turnt on the next ting
When im f*ckin that b*tch she impress me
Told that b*tch slide through and f*ck with yo best friend
In the mansion im throwing these bands
And yo b*tch she be dancing she throwing it back
And im poppin these pills with my n*ggas
Pour 4 in the soda, im throwing it back

On the drill keep it trill with my n*ggas
I load up the clip and I pull that sh*t back
I’m in cali Eastbay got the Bali
He got the store and he wrap up the pack

In the tracky mix za with the the backy
Im twisting my fingers that sh*t to the face
In the stolo the police can’t catch me
Im slipping, im swervin, im hittin the race

They said that hoe a no go, but she on go though
So I jus hit anyway
And when im hitting yo b*tch from the back
That ass clapping n smacking she loving the pace

Popped a Perc and this sh*t got me geeked up
n*ggas get shot down tryna speak up
They done fell way behind tryna keep up
We lost twohunnid thousand on the reup

And you would never even know cause im t’d up
Everyday I leave the house got the heat tucked
Make a opp n*gga move like his lease up
n*ggas mad, they ain't think that I’d be up
Now I really took off and I ain't look back
Got a whole lotta paper in this booksack
And once a n*gga get shot he can’t come back
I used to go and hit licks and tell em run that

I guarantee a lotta these rappers never done that
Put a Glock to the opp you ever done that ?
And I even gotta touch ya I got dumb racks
b*tch I been ballin on em that’s a fun fact