Yeah ok pass the perc 909 bitch Uhm uhm uhm yeah 909 ak on the track Shit I feel like coach tuck Stop talking to me all y’all suck I feel like I’m in prison, stuck Dejavu like a wagon weel, Ruck Gonna hop out and shoot, truck Y’all cheap like cereal, luck Try and touch me yeah Yeah gotta go clean cause I’m on a dub yeah Chillin in the tub yeah Sittin bullpen with the Cubs yeah Takin shots at the pub yeah Extend the clip as long as a sub Hit up the club Yeah I can’t breath like I’m juice Pop open the goose ya I’m in the front not no caboose Y’all can’t run you obtuse yeah Run at you like a moose uh Yeah I feel like I’m Eminem spittin bars I ain’t even gotta do no chores I got every single kind Rar car Yeah no hezi, yeah it’ll go down like a war Y’all suck like squitos Drink up this molly like Dasani I’ll show you the door Ya ya ya ya Ok put my feelings to the side Popeyes y’all gon get fried That girl in my DMs like a slide I asked where we gon she said im along for the ride I’m in a ride in my ghini Smell like cologne Throw a touch like I’m pay Y’all see my vision like you gettin eyed Ya ya ya ya perc