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