Pop A Perk

[Intro]
(Run that shit up, Robbie)

[Chorus]
Pop a Perc' 10, many down, but y'all been on that
Pop a Perc' 10 and many down, but y'all been on that
I hit that lil' bitch from the back, but Peezy been in that
I hit that lil' bitch from the back, but, yeah, I been in that
The Cullinan truck Rolls-Royce, the corners, bending that
She got a couple friends with some friends, I think I'm feeling that
I might just hit the mall and bust it down, but I like Louis too
I got this Bape bag with Louis belt, I got the Louis shoes

[Verse 1]
I think I'm finna bust a Moncler to match the Fendi shoes
A whole pile of flues on the floor, they give they ass the flu
We slide through, bullet hit houses, .62s go through
Free my nigga LIL, I wish he coulda be here
No mattеr where he at, I feel his pain 'causе we was born together
Touch an M and give my nigga half 'cause that's my thriller, nigga

[Verse 2]
Welcome to my lifestyle
Baby girl, my life wild
I can't wait to have pneumonia with big jewelry, talking iced down
Lil' nigga, you ain't really been on shit, so, nigga, pipe down
On everything, I be moving too fast, I need to slow down
In our booth, we smoking eighth after eighth, just smoking out the pound
Lil' baby, yeah, you know I got my gun when we ride around
Let a nigga think he crazy, crazy, we gon' knock him down
If they take us in for questioning, better not make a sound
Confessions all they really want when they come around
All that flexin', I can get lil' bro hit for a couple thousand

[Chorus]
Pop a Perc' 10, many down, but y'all been on that
Pop a Perc' 10 and many down, but y'all been on that
I hit that lil' bitch from the back, but Peezy been in that
I hit that lil' bitch from the back, but, yeah, I been in that
The Cullinan truck Rolls-Royce, the corners, bending that
She got a couple friends with some friends, I think I'm feeling that
I might just hit the mall and bust it down, but I like Louis too
I got this Bape bag with Louis belt, I got the Louis shoes

[Verse 3]
Looking at my life like, "I made it," I know she feel me now
I turn rags to riches, tryna bust a hundred blues
Can't wait to get a foreign, hit a hundred up in the Benz coupe
Five star bitch, yeah, she bad and her friends too
I told her I'ma gangbang her friends when she come through
I done been through pain, it ain't no blame, I had to fight it through
All them cold nights, I miss my dogs, I do this shit for gang
Man down and yellow tapes, we love the boosting murder rate

[Verse 4]
Swiss cheese, lemon squeeze, when it's up, don't freeze
Hollow tips and .223s
Tryna fuck me for a bag on bro baby
Switch lanes, switch lanes, go slow, baby
Baby Stone, ask around, I been a bloody-ass B
Wife beater with my heater, you ain't thugging like me
You cross me out, then we falling, put it all on me
I threw some bands in the air and now they fall on me
I threw some bands in the air and now they fall on me
I threw some bands in the air and now they fall on me