Percs n Suicide Lyrics

I just pop these perc's and think of suicide

With a mask on in broad day

That how he like to hide

When you stuck inside yo mind

No one hears you cry

Smoking you and this wood to the face

Now we hell a high

Smoke inside my lungs

I get quiet off that loud

Pop a x for breakfast

Hit some Z's as I went down

Cut on top my eye

Soon you'll see

I'll make you proud

I know that he told

Cause he stopped coming around

United my steppers

Why my bitch act extra

Don't try me bitch cuz I'm him

I am not one you fellas

He Talked loud now he impaired

Call him Hellen Keller

I wouldn't kill my dawg

But do you like you old yeller

No I don't play no instruments

But this drum got an extension

Everyday say my grace

You should too if you seek heaven

No we don't fuck with no twelve

I'd rather be eleven (TIMO<3)

Or 47 that's gang

I just pop these perc's and think of suicide

With a mask on in broad day

That how he like to hide

When you stuck inside yo mind

No one hears you cry

Smoking you and this wood to the face

Now we hell a high

47 that's gang

Brand new coupe I chopped the brain

Shawty ass got range

Told her come her sit on this face

It's always free Tay k

Fuck getting caught we gon do that race

All that shit you done did

I done did it

You ain't on pace

I just pop these perc's and think of suicide

With a mask on in broad day

That how he like to hide

When you stuck inside yo mind

No one hears you cry

Smoking you and this wood to the face

Now we hell a high

Smoke inside my lungs

I get quiet off that loud

Pop a x for breakfast

Hit some Z's as I went down

Cut on top my eye

Soon you'll see

I'll make you proud

I know that he told

Cause he stopped coming around