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dy krazy - off some percs lyrics

[intro: g herbo]
dy krazy (uh)
that was a trick question
i’m in this b-tch rollin’ up right now, dy
and wopskino just called me to go to this b-tch, on bro

[chorus: g herbo]
i’m tryna get off some motherf-ckin’ percs (pop)
(yeah, pop a lil’ half or somethin’, i go to work)
yeah, she thick as f-ck, bend over, i’m up her skirt
and i keep a pistol on me though, baby, lift up my shirt (grrah), uh

[verse 1: g herbo]
bet i can make her twerk, uh
all of this rain, go berserk, uh
and it make six hurt, uh
but these b-tches get right with my shirt, uh
we was broke on the first, uh
now i’m gettin’ a lambo’ first (skrrt)
at least in my city
might as well say i did it
if i want that b-tch, i’ma get it
might as well say i hit it, uh
abuse my power, might as well say i’m fitted
i’m mixin’ amiri with fendi, uh
pull the lam’ truck to wendys
just to feed a b-tch, i’m pourin’ a six like i said f-ck my kidneys
i got some jewelry from elliot, i got some jewelry from bhindi
i got some jewelry from icebox, went to treasures ’cause they from the city, uh
still got a safe in the city, uh
500k in the inner city, uh
i still got a k in the hoodie, uh
’cause i’m on frontline when it’s nitty-gritty, uh
and i got foenem really with me
they gon’ pull up in that 650
and we been through all kind of sitchys
we gon’ come through when it get sticky
we done smacked up a lil’ whip on a high speed, gotta hop out, but i’m still dizzy
usually i don’t ride in nothin’ less than a black truck, but ain’t a good time to get picky

[verse 2: g herbo]
you’ll get did like ricky, woah
may the lord bless his soul
i be quick to k!ll a n-gga, so that boy best to know
fresh as f-ck, go and get the kit, i pop out at the texaco
them n-ggas really gettin’ chicken, shout out them in mexico
young n-gga livin’ blessed for sure
ain’t no reason to stress, i know
rich as f-ck, you owe me somethin’
n-gga, f-ck that sh-t, i let it go
still ain’t too rich to let it blow
bah, let it blow
ten racks take me no time to throw
uh-uh, i just let it go
you wifin’ it, but that’s a ho
bustdown rollie, this just for show
all the jewelry i bought this year
this cuban link set is just for show
four-seven kickin’ down ess-x doors
tryna catch some poles
‘member we walked to the beach on 63rd just tryna catch some hoes
now i don’t even message hoes, them lil’ messy hoes
f-ck them, buy some extra clothes
i ain’t had nothin’ to match with those
hi-tech pints, let’s match some fours
four-forty-eights, let’s match some ‘bows
do you get money? sh-t, we get money too
n-gga, let’s match some rolls (come on)
hop out the lambo’ door
f-ck up the club, we gon’ smash some hoes
gotta get a room, lil’ b-tch
think you finna sleep with me in my mansion? no
and i know my n-ggas gon’ ride for me like a banshee, though
n-gga, you say you had me, that was your chance to blow

[outro: g herbo]
uh, bet i can make her twerk, uh

- dy krazy lyrics

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