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Piano Trap

I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud (Yeah)I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud

Oh my God, I`m gettin` personal now
All I can see is the purplest clouds
Oh my God, I`m gettin` virtual now
I`m `bout to sip on this syrup `til I drown
Oh my God, I`m gettin` thirstier now
I`m ballin` way too hard on these clowns
They `bout to give me a personal foul
I`ma thank God for my existence
I`ma thank God for my charisma
I`ma thank God that I`m in the business
And I`ma thank God I`m not in the system
I`ma thank God for the pots that I pissed in
I`ma thank God for the times I done risked it
I`ma thank God for workin` out the logistics
I`ma thank God that I`m not a statistic
All of my jewelry is fuckin` ridiculous
I cannot really be seriously serious
All of my goons take everything serious
Run in the building and kill your superiors
Killin` the staff and kill the affiliates
Smokin` this gas just like it`s some helium
I see y`all ass all in my peripheral
Hop in that, hop in that like an amphibian
She workin` that ass continuous
I`m workin` my plans, ingenuous
I`m talkin` `bout mags and millions
Mags and millions, man, ask Eminem
I got a monogamous smile
I do not know how I do how
I give all to my daughters, no doubt
It`s been all about now until now
I`ve been keepin` it quiet but loud
I`ve been keepin` it private but proud
I`ve been treatin` the fire like flowers
I`ve been keepin` it silent but "Pow"
And she `bout to twerk on the ground
Oh my God, she gettin` personal now
Oh my God, I`m `bout to skirt on her blouse
Oh my God, she `bout to slurp up a child (Yeah)
She `bout to twerk on the ground
Oh my God, she gettin` personal now
Oh my God, she threw her shirt in the crowd
Oh my God, she `bout to surf in the crowd
Pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
Oh my God, I`m gettin` personal now
Call up my phone and my service was down
Sorry, I ain`t been on Earth in a while
Pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
Oh my God, I`m gettin` personal now
Call up my phone and my service was down
Sorry, I ain`t been on Earth in a while
I`m `bout to sip on this syrup `til I drown
Oh my God, I`m gettin` thirstier now
I`m ballin` way too hard on these clowns
They `bout to give me a personal foul, damn

Ayy, tell you what you should do, son

Uh, let`s get personal, Percocet got me vertical
Them Uzis get so surgical, shooters, they shoot like Türkoğlu
We murder you, then bury you, dig a hole and throw dirt at you
You disappear like abracadabra, magic like 32
It is my time, and when it is, you on timeout
I`m on Cloud 9 and, nigga, you just on iCloud
I`m an icon, I shine and burn your eyes out
You on the sideline, my side bitch got a side bitch
Gotta sip slow `case I die quick, I`m alive, bitch
Born piss poor, I`ma die rich full of my shit
Bust up in your house on some mob shit, leave no hostage
Leave you lookin` like January 2nd, July 5th
Y`all are all witnesses to my battles, I shall fight
Been through a whole lotta bullshit, still smell nice
Poverty to penitentiary straight to paradise
Took a few L`s without `em, I couldn`t spell `Life`
Airtight, vagina tight and it better smell right
Banana clip dick, banana up in her tailpipe
Big fish, nigga, killer whale, kill a bitch nigga
I`ma snap and send a pic, nigga, flick-flick, nigga
Tunechi, I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
Oh my God, I`m gettin` personal now
All I could see is the purplest clouds
Oh my God, we gettin` virtual now
I`m `bout to sip on this syrup `til I drown
Oh my God, I`m gettin` thirstier now
I`m ballin` way too hard on these clowns
They `bout to give me a personal foul

Date Added: 2020-04-29
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