Give Em’ 40 Wit The Percs

Lyrics

[Intro] That's going crazy I'm crazy as hell bro, on god Geek up and shit Akachi beats Bitch gon make it twerk And she came through with the Percs Bitch gon make it twerk And she came through with the Percs [Chorus] Bitch gon make it twerk And she came through with the Percs $1,500 my shirt Kicks $300, Lil Durk Smoking OG no purp Fuck on that bitch when I get off them Percs My bitch is Givenchy her bag is a Birkin I get the lean cheap cuz I'm fucking my nurse [Verse 1] Money make a lil bitch twerk Bet you I get her right back on the first You talking too much, get put on a shirt I'm charging a arm and a leg for a verse You ain't sipping on Wock that's Tuss Hop out the Uber don't hop out no bus I'm stacking my bread, I might save you the crust I got a stripper that work [?] My bitch with a K, just like Karetta Stacking that money, I'm stacking that cheddar You wouldn't believe what I paid for the sweater My shirt is Cavalli, my sneakers Margiela I caught that lil bitch like a heckler AR pistol right inside of my dresser Flex on these boys in my [?] leather Get this money when I go to the teller [Chorus] Bitch gon make it twerk And she came through with the Percs $1,500 my shirt Kicks $300, Lil Durk Smoking OG no purp Fuck on that bitch when I get off them Percs My bitch is Givenchy her bag is a Birkin I get the lean cheap cuz I'm fucking my nurse [Verse 2] Money make a lil bitch geek I need me some food from [?] [?] cop a Patek Fuck her so good that I fuck up my sheets Need me some mill's like I'm Meek These niggas seven days, these niggas so weak I'm dripping so hard that they calling me leak I need the neck from ya bitch [?] Before I sip liquor, I'd rather sip yellow I got that purple on me, Donatello I'm about to cop me some ice from [?] I got that white like a ashy ass elbow I be just moving [?] like mellow I [?] like Elmo I been doing this shit since a jit Just like a [?] I be hitting these licks Call her a Banana, I fucked her she split I shoot like I'm Hamilton, feel like I'm rich The clothes that I got, you niggas can't get I run through the hole just like I'm Emmitt Smith You miss your shot just like J.R. Smith I fucked me a Vixen right there at the Ritz These niggas soft, they more softer than grits Pour me a two plus a four, that's a six [Chorus] Bitch gon make it twerk And she came through with the Percs $1,500 my shirt Kicks $300, Lil Durk Smoking OG no purp Fuck on that bitch when I get off them Percs My bitch is Givenchy her bag is a Birkin I get the lean cheap cuz I'm fucking my nurse