Perc 40 Lyrics

I'm Smokin this purple this shit got me gone

All you niggas be ass do not ask for no song

Niggas hatin on me because my money long

Nigga if you want smoke you get smoked like a bong

We ran down on his ass he ain even have no blick

Nigga I ain't gotta kill I'll pistole whip yo bitch

Niggas got me fucked up bitch I'm finna do a hit

Nigga when you hit do not cry like no bitch

All you niggas want war but yall never war ready

We gon slide on his block chop his ass wit machete

Hit his ass wit that Glock brains look like spaghetti

All these niggas be petty I just want the fetty

All these niggas be hiding they switching they states

Bitch I'm quick to up drake fuck a switch on gang

And I'm swerving thru traffic I'm fin hit the bank

Oh he said he want smoke I think he off the drank

Before you try to slide nigga u better think

I pop Oxy and Molly I just want the taste

Niggas speakin my name I think these niggas gay

We gon slide on they block and we make that bitch rain

If I spot that nigga we kill him the worst way

Imma fuck around up that bitch on his birthday

We ran down on his ass he aint een got no chain

Nigga 1 phone call yeen een got no brain

Man these niggas be pussy I put that on gang

If you speak on my name then yo ass is a stain

Bitch I hop out the coupe and I let that bitch bang

Bitch I'm in that lamb truck and I'm swervin these lanes

All these niggas be talking and hiding they lame

Nigga if it's beef get it settled the same day

And these niggas be feds cause they talk to the jakes

Bitch I'm runnin up bands got me feeling like Iayze

If we find out he talking slap him with the drac

If we find out he talking hit him with the K

Bitch I spin thru the city I make that bitch rain

Every time yo bitch see me she rockin my chain

If I wanted you dead then that shit woulda happened

Got a glock on my lap and this shit'll get tragic

If I hop out the coupe garentee imma blast it

And these niggas be pussy these niggas be cappin

GANG