Dis Perc Kicked in (feat. Malachi Coleman)

Hold on uh uh uh When we in that Honda and that all black super coupe I don't trust nobody nigga I might shoot at you I might kick that lil bitch out and say I'm through with you Put a hole in a nigga size of a hula hoop And I'm trappin' with my dawg I feel like Scooby-Doo I'm disrespectful wear a sweatsuit to yo funeral Aye where my twin? At the club hollerin' hoody-hoo And best believe I'm throwin' money that's what them shooters do You not the only one that's with it I got my toolie too 556's 7-6-2 not no 22 Talkin' digits countin' hundreds till my fingers blue If you ain't thinkin' bout no money I can't think of you Think this perky kickin' in I feel my heart skippin' when my jaw lock while I'm talkin' I just start grinnin' If I'm caught up with this product bet I'm not snitchin' All my homies up the road they got a long sentence You is not my bitch so keep it cool and stop bitchin' I talk to all my hoes like that they do not listen You ride with him and him and him you need to stop switchin' I don't know what you be standing on it's not business How that chop hit him Tossed my bro a extra clip and left the block crippled I ain't get the rest of them I let my opps get him They was nobody to us the streets will not miss him You ain't totin' on them Glocks them boys is not with it My wrist been hurtin' ever since I got that pot whippin' Not with Chrisean my faces blue you see my rocks hittin' 200 light up on the dash when I hop in it A cop killer a wok sipper a block peeler I'm not kiddin' the top stepper two Glocks with him A lot different than all them haters who not livin' And if you need it I got them keys I'm locksmithing for real It ain't nothin' to say about it I ain't doin' play about it and I brought the K about it I ain't never pay a thottie she give play to everybody Tattoos on her face and body You know I keep my pole with me I leave and it's gon' go with me You know it ain't no ho in me nigga It's exactly what it's supposed to be I can't let you too close to me These niggas don't smoke with me nigga Lord I wanna talk to you one time Lord you know you my nigga right? They say you ain't gotta come to you with no fancy prayers and all that shit You know what's on my heart I'ma tell you what's on my heart Can you talk back to me? I'm just sayin' man please be alright with me