Money counter, f#ck a bank
Money counter—
Perc and Bloody
Bloody
Perc and Bloody
Yeah
Robin jeans, with the wings
Yo’ ho tryna f#ck my team
f#ckin’ on this thot, with the team
Glock, it got a beam
Blowin’ on this dope
Blowin’ steam, feelin’ like a fein
This b#tch finna f#ck on the team
‘Cause we very clean [Uh
f#ckin’ stank, n#gg# [Uh
f#ckin’ dank, n#gg# [Uh
I’m not finna f#ck that b#tch
If she stank, n#gg#
I be smokin’ on this gas
Smokin’ dank, n#gg# [Uh
I need lots of guap
Tryna break the bank, n#gg# [Uh
Yo’ ho give me sex [Uh
Why you tryna flex
This b#tch all on my dick
She seen the hundreds, yeah, I get her wet
I f#cked that ho then pack her up
And I’m pullin’ in the trap, lil’ bruh
Hеard you say you flippin’ bricks
Man, you never touched a pack, lil’ bruh
Ayy, mе and Bloody on the—uh
Me and Bloody on the scene
f#ckin’ on this ho, p#ss# bald
n#gg#s sayin’ this and that
n#gg#s not on sh#t though
Yeah, I’m only fourteen
But I’m still gettin’ rich though
Ayy, yeah I’m still flippin’ bricks though
Yeah, white hoes, rich hoes
f#ckin’ on these thick hoes
Ayy, lil’ Perc, you not better than
And she say she love my music
Say I’m preachin’ like a reverend
And you not a f#ckin’ vamp
Quit sayin’ that you hexxin’ them
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