Baby Stone Gorillas - Pop A Perk lyrics

(Run that shit up, Robbie)

Pop a Perc' 10, many down
But y'all been on that
Pop a Perc' 10 and many down
But y'all been on that
I hit that lil' bitch from the back
But Peezy been in that
I hit that lil' bitch from
The back, but, yeah, i been in that
The Cullinan truck Rolls-Royce, the corners
Bending that
She got a couple friends with some friends
I think I'm feeling that
I might just hit the mall and bust it down
But I like Louis too
I got this Bape bag with Louis belt
I got the Louis shoes

I think I'm finna bust a Moncler
To match the Fendi shoes
A whole pile of flues on the floor
They give they ass the flu
We slide through, bullet hit houses
62s go through
Free my nigga LIL, I wish he coulda be here
No mattеr where he at
I feel his pain 'causе we was born together
Touch an M and give my nigga
Half 'cause that's my thriller, nigga

Welcome to my lifestyle
Baby girl, my life wild i can't wait to have
Pneumonia with big jewelry
Talking iced down
Lil' nigga, you ain't really been
On shit, so, nigga, pipe down
On everything, I be moving too fast
I need to slow down
In our booth, we smoking eighth after eighth
Just smoking out the pound lil' baby, yeah
You know I got my gun when we ride around
Let a nigga think he crazy, crazy
We gon' knock him down
If they take us in for questioning
Better not make a sound
Confessions all they really want
When they come around all that flexin'
I can get lil' bro hit for a couple thousand

Pop a Perc' 10, many down
But y'all been on that
Pop a Perc' 10 and many down
But y'all been on that
I hit that lil' bitch from the back
But Peezy been in that
I hit that lil' bitch from
The back, but, yeah, i been in that
The Cullinan truck Rolls-Royce, the corners
Bending that
She got a couple friends with some friends
I think I'm feeling that
I might just hit the mall and bust it down
But I like Louis too
I got this Bape bag with Louis belt
I got the Louis shoes

Looking at my life like, "I made it
" I know she feel me now
I turn rags to riches
Tryna bust a hundred blues
Can't wait to get a foreign
Hit a hundred up in the Benz coupe
Five star bitch, yeah
She bad and her friends too
I told her I'ma gangbang her
Friends when she come through
I done been through pain, it ain't no blame
I had to fight it through
All them cold nights, I miss my dogs
I do this shit for gang
Man down and yellow tapes
We love the boosting murder rate

Swiss cheese, lemon squeeze, when it's up
Don't freeze hollow tips and 223s
Tryna fuck me for a bag on bro baby
Switch lanes, switch lanes, go slow, baby
Baby Stone, ask around, I been a bloody-ass B
Wife beater with my heater
You ain't thugging like me
You cross me out, then we falling
Put it all on me
I threw some bands in the air
And now they fall on me
I threw some bands in the air
And now they fall on me
I threw some bands in the air
And now they fall on me