Juice WRLD - Percs (Operas) lyrics

Uh, you get murked puttin’ in work
Goin’ berserk
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah, uh

Off them percs, I’m like "Uh
Huh, uh huh, uh huh, " yeah
You know you don’t want no drama
Choppa singin’ like the opera
Run up on me, you get murked, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah all my niggas ’bout the drama
Kill anybody for the commas
She keep a gun up in her
Purse, uh huh, uh huh, yeah
Everybody with the drama, pull up
Put a hole up in your father
You know I’ma go berserk, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah when I’m walkin’ off them percs
When I’m walkin’ off them percs

Breathin’ off them percs, A$AP Ferg
I put in work
Put you in a hearse, fuck around
Put you on a shirt
Put you in the dirt, choppa on mе
Make it squirt
R kelly with the gun, I load it up, it flirts
Uh, I got a big bag, uh
I don’t look at tags, uh
I’m finna cop shit, yеah, I
Don’t take it back, uh
Say what I want, bitch, yeah
I won’t take it back, uh
Break my heart, bitch, yeah
I won’t take you back
New gun, I can’t wait to use it
Ball on these hoes like damn
Feel like Tyler Ulis
You know who me, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me
But I don’t really know who the fuck you is

Off them percs, I’m like "Uh
Huh, uh huh, uh huh, " yeah
You know you don’t want no drama
Choppa singin’ like the opera
Run up on me, you get murked, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah all my niggas ’bout the drama
Kill anybody for the commas
She keep a gun up in her
Purse, uh huh, uh huh, yeah
Everybody with the drama, pull up
Put a hole up in your father
You know I’ma go berserk, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah when I’m walkin’ off them percs
When I’m walkin’ off them percs

Off them percs, I’m like "Uh
Huh, uh huh, uh huh, " yeah
You don’t really want no drama, choppa on me
Solvin’ problems
Off them percs, I’m like "Uh
Huh, uh huh, uh huh, " yeah
It be singin’ like the opera
Niggas lyin’ like Mufasa
Run up on me, you get murked
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah
You don’t want no problems, nigga
I came from the bottom
She keep a gun up in her purse, uh huh
Uh huh

Off them percs, I’m like "Uh
Huh, uh huh, uh huh, " yeah
You know you don’t want no drama
Choppa singin’ like the opera
Run up on me, you get murked, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah all my niggas ’bout the drama
Kill anybody for the commas
She keep a gun up in her
Purse, uh huh, uh huh, yeah
Everybody with the drama, pull up
Put a hole up in your father
You know I’ma go berserk, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah when I’m walkin’ off them percs
When I’m walkin’ off them percs