Two Percs in

Two Percs in, three Percs in
Either way it go, i'm finna put the work in
I flew into LAX, Bibby pull up in the Benz
Three weeks later, we in New York rockin Gucci setting Trends

I won't wear contacts, but i love Versace lens
Choppa cook a nigga grill, like who let Hibachi in?
She ask me if i wanna fuck, i told her "well it all depends"
Do you love me for my money do you love me for my sins?

Niggas love my style til the point they copy it
We ready for combat
Ain't no Mortal Kombat
Nigga talking out his neck
Somebody come and get their man's
How you hatin outside whеn you can't even get in?

I just countеd twenty bands, time to blow it in the wind
Drugs got me in trance, Lord's knows i'm a sin
Did it all on my own, so it's still fuck a friend
I don't owe nobody shit, don't call me bitch call it quits

Baby do your worse
My last girl had me so drugged out it was a black out blurred
Baby you're not her
It's a long way to hell, i ain't really trynna leave this earth

Treat my dick just like your pride, hoe
You better swallow it
Yeah i got a couple side hoes, they love to swallow it
I need me a fly bitch, flyer than a pilot is
If you ain't talkin money then the conversation over with

Too bad, so sad, bitch just get over it
Too bad, so sad, bitch just get over it

Two Percs in, three Percs in
Either way it go, i'm finna put the work in
I flew into LAX, Bibby pull up in the Benz
Three weeks later, we in New York rockin Gucci setting Trends

I won't wear contacts, but i love Versace lens
Choppa cook a nigga grill, like who let Hibachi in?
She ask me if i wanna fuck, i told her "well it all depends"
Do you love me for my money do you love me for my sins?