Lyrics Percocet - Lil Gotit

Percocet

Wanna put big rocks solid on the baby
I drip every day, not just on occasion
30 on the Glock and you know it got lasers
Show a lil' love and know they gon' pressure (On God)
and I’m backing for the pace (Let's go)
We don’t follow rules, we running from the jakes
You always afar, baby, you have your plate
bring yo head on the
Perc in my bag, talk crazy, you can get whacked
Got London on da Track
Keep London on da Track, bet that hoe bring them bands back
Might land on the ass, still running for bless
Grass so green, I got cash
Protecting his body, so you know I got a mask
Put two hunnid on the dash (Hoodbaby), I got two hunnid on the dash (Skrr,
let’s race)
Bank account filled with cash (Racks)
Another one go shopping on her ass
Run them racks up, then put it in stash
Percocet, percocet
Percocet, want then
Percocet, you want one?
Percocet, I want
Yeah, big gun, Rolls Royce truck on the run
Uzi just call my phone, said «Gotit, you need to come home»
Uzi gang, Uzi gang, Uzi gang
Play with Uzi gang, then we bust your brain
Yeah, whip it like Pootie Tang, all black, whippin' that Mulsanne
Blow a nigga up like Hussein
She tryin' to say she my main thing
One question, who is you?
What’s your name?
Glacier boy like I’m Gucci Mane
Perc got me meditating (Let's go)
Wanna put big rocks solid on the baby
I drip every day, not just on occasion
30 on the Glock and you know it got lasers
Show a lil' love and know they gon' pressure (On God)
and I’m backing for the pace (Let's go)
We don’t follow rules, we running from the jakes
You always afar, baby, you have your plate
bring yo head on the
Perc in my bag, talk crazy, you can get whacked
Got London on da Track
Keep London on da Track, bet that hoe bring them bands back
Might land on the ass, still running for bless
Grass so green, I got cash
Protecting his body, so you know I got a mask
Put two hunnid on the dash (Hoodbaby), I got two hunnid on the dash (Skrr,
let’s race)
Bank account filled with cash (Racks)
Another one go shopping on her ass
Run them racks up, then put it in stash
Hoe, shut the fuck up
Hoe, shut the fuck up
She got a big ol' butt, baby, just
Yeah, rockstar status (Rockstar status), yeah, Lenny Kravitz (Kravitz)
Yeah, brick in the mattress, now there’s no bricks in the mattress (Slime)
Wipe a boy nose, yeah, show he a hoe
Just let it go, 'fore I fuckin' blow
Get back, might fuck your hoe
So Lil Gotit gon'
Get back 'fore I pop the trunk
Let this go
Perc got me meditating (Let's go)
Wanna put big rocks solid on the baby
I drip every day, not just on occasion
30 on the Glock and you know it got lasers
Show a lil' love and know they gon' pressure (On God)
and I’m backing for the pace (Let's go)
We don’t follow rules, we running from the jakes
You always afar, baby, you have your plate
bring yo head on the
Perc in my bag, talk crazy, you can get whacked
Got London on da Track
Keep London on da Track, bet that hoe bring them bands back
Might land on the ass, still running for bless
Grass so green, I got cash
Protecting his body, so you know I got a mask
Put two hunnid on the dash (Hoodbaby), I got two hunnid on the dash (Skrr,
let’s race)
Bank account filled with cash (Racks)
Another one go shopping on her ass
Run them racks up, then put it in stash