Perc 10 lyrics

by

Certified Trapper


[Hook: Certified Trapper]
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

[Verse 1: Certified Trapper]
I don't need no Percocet to beat her f*ckin' cat
I just need a Percocet, I hurt my f*ckin' back
I got a switchy di*k, I'm finna hit her from the back
Fully auto pus*y and she tryna f*ck me back
That ain't BBL on the east, her ass flat
That's my Ms. Griselda on the east, she dump my sack
b*tch a real pro, get the nut up out my sack

[Hook: Certified Trapper]
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

[Verse 2: AyooLii]
Beat the b*tch down, give a f*ck 'bout where he at
Off a Perc 10 tryna make it clap
Beat the b*tch down in the [?] coupe, blew the hubcaps
Deep di*k down in her throat, f*ckin' up her kneecaps
He was talkin' crazy so I pulled up with three straps
Lookin' for the opps in the alley, where they be at?
Fiendin' for yo head, lil b*tch, I'ma need that
b*tch sucked my di*k so good, I got kidnapped
[Hook: Certified Trapper]
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

[Verse 3: Certified Trapper]
Hop out lookin' rich
Pull up with a jumper, what the f*ck? I threw a brick
n*gga hatin' on me, lowkey mad I f*cked his b*tch
I ain't Chicken P, but I'll really buss a brick
Walk that n*gga down in the alley, think he slick
Ol' gay ass n*gga, [?], I don't think he mix
Ali walk down on a n*gga, gas station with the switch
I can't have no scary ass n*ggas with me, be on sh*t
Know I shot the b*tch twenty, ever since, she been on di*k
All the boy in the building, n*gga, you cook up the mix
Why you hatin'? 'Cause you know my n*ggas richer than a b*tch
Finna go Rollie shopping, f*ck, I'm richer than the mix
I got Richard in this b*tch
[Hook: Certified Trapper]
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
Popped a Perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
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