Perky Expression ft. M6IX36, Blow Thru Max, Brickfair, Kfxcehim & Touchmoney Lyrics

Hey, hey Melly, what the fuck is that

Dead man, leave his body in the hearse

Oh shit, brody go snatch you a purse

He down bad, I'ma have to do him worse

He keep on trippin', I'ma pop you like a perc

Playin' instrumental, hit the za with that izzle , that's a boost

My brody takin' blue thirties to the face like juice

Niggas ain't really tryna slide, quick to come up with with excuse

Could write a book with all these rhymes, bitch, I feel like Dr. Seuss

Aye, high ass he'll in the booth, off a perky

Bitch wanna ride the wave, I don't do no surfing

Geeked up in the telly , I need a nurse

Catch you lacking , have your ass beggin' for mercy

Lil' ma, I ain't buyin' you a Birkin

For sure, we ridin' round lurkin'

Just chill, bitch, I'm vibin' off them Urkis

Dump the whole clip sticcs, ain't no mercy

Drop a low, me and gang passin' out, tryna up the fucking score

Keep on dissin' on the guyz, now he hangin' with his folk

Brody pass me the glitch, we tappin' it, we up by four

Sendin' hot shit on the guys, you better duck and taco

Gotta ride down, town with dirty, In my styrofoam

I got the V on my back, cause I ain't scared to stand alone

Keep on cappin' on the gram, caught him at the cornerstore

I got some young niggas really fishin' for your fuckin' low

Luh you know I keep a lil stick in this Ruger

Extendo clip, like a brick not no computer

Know how I fuck with these percs, I steady shoot shit and if loose

If I see a nigga creepin' in this bitch, I'ma nuke him

Luh, I said I'ma nuke him, nigga

Extend the clip wit ah 40 mag , yeah, I'll shoot you, nigga

I'm super sticky with da stick, I never miss, like John wick

Hmm, he said he wanna be down, shoot up a hearse

They know I'm official in the city put in work

Catch a opp with this bitch, I bet he burnt

Free the guys, yeah, they really put in work

Wake up with meds in my system, to get high, that's a must

Can Pull a trigger, or take a jigga , don't matter, I'm gon' bust

Fuck Lil' sherb, that nigga ashes, that nigga turned to dust

30 clip like a dick, I ain't tryna be sus

It's three on the beat, yeah, you know I'm fuckin' geek

Me and gang in the booth, and we off the perky

If you keep talkin' shit, then we at your jersey

Shootin' threes like mother fuckin' Stephen Curry

Know I'm rockin' with the hood and the gang

If you ain't, then you go against the grain, you gon' die, nigga

Swear this shit be a shame and it's lame

Tryna beef when I slide, all you niggas do it high, nigga

Keep it real from the jump, I won't never fake it, punk

Just don't ever leave a nigga in the blind, nigga

Brody hoppin' out with Drake, fam, hoppin' out with Switch

You know me, I'ma rock out with my nine, nigga

Forever standin' on that business

I spin and hit the road, them crackers come, I'm gettin' missing

I'm smokin' on this za but that's your dog, he got me stickin'

Until they understand me, you gon' barely catch me sittin'

I keep a pole on me p, no, I ain't slippin'

I really take your shit like it's not mine, and then I'm dippin'

Don't ask me what's up in my cup, you know just what I'm sippin'

I'm movin' swift, got 33 on me, just like I'm pimpin'

I'm movin' swift, got 33 on me, just like I'm pimpin'

I'm movin' swift, got 33 on me, just like I'm pimpin'