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Wake up, pour up, pop a Percy
Woke up in the morning and I started sipping dirty
H on bags, and wrists, and fits, this shit it stand for Hermes
Hit the blunt I light this gas on fire, my lungs are burning
Wake up in the in the morning, thank god for this fucking life
Huncho jack, gold jet ski, Dubai, I see eye 2 eye
Cooking crack, I'm baked with no pie, I've been serving white
Sp5der, H!Ts on hits we all fly, slick, V and fly
I don't want no A.P. I just want my baby
My neck almost icy, but they just need to pay me
I been working lately, to give my momma safety
Staines on my white tee, true colors in amiri
She just wanna date me, like A$AP Rocky RiRi
Counting all this money don't mean much they need to feel me
Yeah I trapped that lean but never worn no fucking white tee
Took a trip Miami, shooting shots I bring the real heat
Wake up in the morning pour a 4 get the lean and sprite
Popping Percocets so I can fly, counting checks then die
Thugging this shit out, cause I don't cry I can't even lie
Know me fly saucy brothers, we see eye 2 eye
Wake up, pour up, pop a Percy
Woke up in the morning and I started sipping dirty
H on bags, and wrists, and fits, this shit it stand for Hermes
Hit the blunt I light this gas on fire, my lungs are burning
Wake up in the in the morning, thank god for this fucking life
Huncho jack, gold jet ski, Dubai, I see eye 2 eye
Cooking crack, I'm baked with no pie, I've been serving white
Sp5der, H!Ts on hits we all fly, slick, V and fly
Your gang throwing throwing up sets and guns
TLS getting them checks and funds
Hardrock told you I'm 1 of 1
Wake up, pray to the one above
Say my grace, I've made my grace
She take drugs, Lanvin laced
Bottega boots, LV Skates
This bitch got expensive taste
The jeans I wear got tears, not tears
Je prefere my sweats mohair
This KAPITAL denim, my jeans is flared
In Paris, baguettes on my teeth and her
Say my grace, I've made my place
Diamonds skate, gleaming face
Ask that bitch how my semen taste
Hellcat, red eye, demon, race
Mama V gave me a bible said you boys too carefree
Really need to make it so we write perform and serve lean
Got white tee from age thirteen I been trapping early
We gon make it all the way and you don't need to tell me
Watch her drop down to the floor
TLS came a long way from the stove
Which girl is wanting me more
They fighting, for the hunnids or the flow
Doing this shit with my bros, wake up
Your hoe don't want you more
She twirling, freaking for the migos
She hitting us up for a four
Wake up, pour up, pop a Percy
Woke up in the morning and I started sipping dirty
H on bags, and wrists, and fits, this shit it stand for Hermes
Hit the blunt I light this gas on fire, my lungs are burning