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Correct Pop IiT Lyrics
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[Intro] Aye, Ah, Aye, Uh, Aye, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah [Chorus] Popping Percocet, all night, yeah I fell in love, yeah I fell in love, yeah She be whining, over drugs, yeah She be rolling, overnight, yeah I got a trap phone And my bank account plenty I want It all in a minute I want It all I ainʼt playing Drinking all, drinking plenty How I get like this Had to slow it down Ride around in the Benz when I roll 'round And I got a 7 seater when it goes down Send his ass couple shots, he with the Lord now And I got a couple killers in the dog pound, dog poung [Verse] And I got a broad She from Portland Bringing birds in Got no girlfriend It wonʼt hurt my stress Go to Maryland Count money All around I share Xans Getting no stress Pop a Percocet Getting no stress I found the wrong bean Then I fall down Iʼm drinking slow lean Then I slow down Pop a Percocet Getting no stress I found the wrong bean Then I fall down Iʼm drinking slow lean Then I slow down Got a 7 seater, when it go down Pop a Percocet and It hurt your chest Got a big nine and it hurt your vest And I got 4 tank hit the first connect Then I pop yo car, getting first to check Then I fuck yo broad, getting first to neck Nigga got a get, Iʼll hearse yo jet And I got a blonde, she my Hershey kiss I just bought a AP, I just hurt my wrist I just bought my AP, I just hurt yo bitch I just bought my AP, I just hurt them niggas When I pull up on you, we be throwing triggers Got my forty cal., make my boys bigger Pay or PayPal, it ainʼt no rental And my Lamborghini cost like five figures I pull up on yo block with like five niggas I heard you fresh to death so you died nigga [Chorus] Popping Percocet, all night, yeah I fell in love, yeah I fell in love, yeah She be whining, over drugs, yeah She be rolling, overnight, yeah I got a trap phone And my bank account plenty I want It all in a minute I want It all I ainʼt playing Drinking all, drinking plenty How I get like this Had to slow it down Ride around in the Benz when I roll 'round And I got a 7 seater when it goes down Send his ass couple shots, he with the Lord now And I got a couple killers in the dog pound, dog poung
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