PB&J lyrics

[Chorus]
Mix the perc with the drank, it's like peanut butter and jelly
I feel warm up in my belly
I pour a deuce and I get ready
Mix the perc with the drank, it's like peanut butter and jelly
I feel warm up in my belly
I pour a deuce and I get ready
I feel gleeful on the daily, hunnid b*tches on my telly
All these b*tches drive me crazy
I feel gleeful on the daily, hunnid b*tches on my telly
All these b*tches drive me crazy

[Verse]
Hit the west coast, riding in that Maybach
Ridin' in that Maybach, not no regular Mercedes
Take me back to days, riding with Jay shiesty
I still think that sh*t has changed, thank god for these ladies
Feel my brother lean, man, that sh*t still drive me crazy
I told my brother that when he out, its gon' be [?]
[?] like the navy
You say you solid, but you ain't gon ride for em'
What the f*ck you saying?
Yeah, these boys be f*cking playing
Step up in my shoe you wouldn't stand a chance
Did it on my own, I had no holding hands
I was runnin' man, I was runnin' man
[Chorus]
Mix the perc with the drank, it's like peanut butter and jelly
I feel warm up in my belly
I pour a deuce and I get ready
Mix the perc with the drank, it's like peanut butter and jelly
I feel warm up in my belly
I pour a deuce and I get ready
I feel gleeful on the daily, hunnid b*tches on my telly
All these b*tches drive me crazy
I feel gleeful on the daily, hunnid b*tches on my telly
All these b*tches drive me crazy

[Outro]
All these b*tches drive me crazy, man
All these b*tches drive me crazy, man
I been runnin' for so damn long, I feel like Forrest Gump
I got it now, I told my mom don't worry now