2 Perc Plane

Two percs onna plane Call a nigga marry poppins While you was rolling on the floor L young was rocking Bitch I keep it clean Oh you fucking sloppy Two times in a day it make a nigga happy Why I fucked his bitch (Why) Cause I dont give a shit (Nah he don't give a shit) Money stand so tall I think I got like thirty bricks I come over to your shawty crib, eat me like dirty grits Imma take her out to dinner after we gon hit a lick She said logan do you want some babies I said f*ck them kids They say logan stunning now I told you I'd do that shit Had to admit that I'm not fucking with your dookie fit Talking shit out of his face I clocked him in the lip Had to admit that I'm not fucking with your dookie fit Talking shit out of his face I clocked him in the lip Only gay niggas f*ck with you Cause you a fucking dick Dracs and kays and glocks I'm tryna get a motherfucking switch Sorry bitch, I can't let you in, ain't on the fucking list Oh they drooling, help these bitches get a fucking bib I made her drip like hot sauce without the fucking lid You hear that shit I made her drip like hotsauce without the lid (Red hot) (Ass like the Red Sox)