I’m in love with the motherf#cking percs
Metro boomhauer
Used to sell propane, now i’m selling crack
I used to hang out with my family, now i’m chilling in the trap
Used to carry around that wd, now i keep a strap
Last fella f#ck with me he got clapped
I used to sell propane, now i’m selling weed
I don’t drink water only pure codeine
Purple piss drops on my f#cking toilet seat
Guarantee you get high if you drink my pee
It’s the codeine king, fentanyl fiend
I’m preserved by the motherf#cking percs
And i love sip-sipping on that lean
Yeah i think that i have a codeine curse
It’s the codeine king, fentanyl fiend
I’m preserved by the motherf#cking percs
Yeah i love sip-sipping on that lean
Yeah i think that i have a codeine curse
b#tch i’m staying iced out like the atlantic
When i pull out with this .30 they all panic
When i come around all your b#tches start to vanish
“oh sh#t, what’s that?” hank got the magic
I just pulled up in a brand new bugatti
Yeah i go retarded when i’m in the whip
I just pulled up in a brand new ferrari
I double that styrofoam when i sip
I stole your b#tch and i ain’t saying sorry
Pull up on your block and i empty the clip
Yeah i’m the sh#t like a porta-potty
They all hating on me cause my drip
Used to sell propane, now i’m selling crack
I used to hang out with my family, now i’m chilling in the trap
Used to carry around that wd, now i keep a strap
Last fella f#ck with me he got clapped
I used to sell propane, now i’m selling weed
I don’t drink water only pure codeine
Purple piss drops on my f#cking toilet seat
Guarantee you get high if you drink my pee
It’s the codeine king, fentanyl fiend
I’m preserved by the motherf#cking percs
And i love sip-sipping on that lean
Yeah i think that i have a codeine curse
It’s the codeine king, fentanyl fiend
I’m preserved by the motherf#cking percs
That boy ain’t right, pouring codeine in my sprite
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