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percatric – push up lyrics

[hook]
push up, it the 30 solo dolo, i’m in the truck
plug say he don’t got the percs, what the f+ck
i’m money hungry, everyday i wakeup gotta make a buck
keep that bl!ck on my hip, n+gga, i keep it tucked
n+ggas funding my swag like it’s a trust
i’m the one to believe in, i’m the one to trust
i gotta big brain like elon, so you cannot catch me lacking
keep that glock its a musk
i don’t got big brain, no i am not elon
but i can tell how you move you be the plug
and i don’t go by “trey” but your hoe know my songs
i feed all my dogs, if you loyal get a bone
glock on my side, situation controlled
made a promise i’m gon die that n+gga, on soul

[verse 1]
no,i’m not grumpy and i don’t camp out under bridge
n+gga why the f+ck would i troll?
you said you had a hollow with my name on it
imma drop addy, don’t tell it come show
trap gotta open kitchеn like a waffle house
tеll ’em come shop or come watch me make dope
i’m moving white, b+tch, i’m moving the snow
electing opps to they grave with the pole
pull up drop the top, them b+tches like mosey
they notice
i sip finest of drank, baby, this sh+t so potent
my brain when off of the yercs i be flowing
don’t got time for thinking, like nike “just do it”
say you gon’ k!ll the 30, don’t talk about it, bih, come do it
pull the d+ck out she treat like flute, knew she blew it
[verse 2]
n+ggas b+tches take they b+lls, now they neutered
call for 12 in the field, put it down, you is not no shooter
30 having cheese, yeah, i got h+lla gouda
puffing on pressure, n+gga, thought i pooted
gen 5 on my side send you to the gulag
we not spinning once, we spin like a hula
try to play the 30 that’s a shot to medulla
no need for 12, he no habla, we got ’em
claiming bodies like a lotto pick, b+tch, i got ’em
walk inside the trap, i’m 4 pockets empty
i came out that b+tch looking 4 pockets full
n+ggas gon’ see 30 and the 40, they gon auto tap
’cause they know we go a fool
fans see me spitting hot sh+t
they like, “30 don’t stop rapping boy you a fool”
shawty say she wanna purse
i say “wait ’til a n+gga go up, i gotchu”
twin having munyun
but i knew from the jump that statement was just really a cap
hunting for opps, got the glock on my side
i’m a addict for smoke, n+gga, where you at?
i can show you magic trick with the pack
hit the turbo that n+gga say “run it back”

[bridge]
run up the+run up the+run up the+run up the bands
n+gga, run it like 4 flat
caught a p+ssy n+gga lacking, shoot ’em in the dome
he should’ve had a hard hat
if a p+ssy n+gga say he don’t like 30
then you know i didn’t start that
i do not f+ck with no 12, n+gga
i don’t like ham, n+gga, i don’t like pork eh
shawty say i can slide, but i gotta leave the bl!ck at the crib
i’m like por que?
i’m making guala everyday when i wake up
give a f+ck what he say
no i’m not ice cream, no, you cannot l!ck me
try the 30, it be your doomsday
[hook]
push up, it the 30 solo dolo, i’m in the truck
plug say he don’t got the percs, what the f+ck
i’m money hungry, everyday i wakeup gotta make a buck
keep that bl!ck on my hip, n+gga, i keep it tucked
n+ggas funding my swag like it’s a trust
i’m the one to believe in, i’m the one to trust
i gotta big brain like elon, so you cannot catch me lacking
keep that glock its a musk
i don’t got big brain, no i am not elon
but i can tell how you move you be the plug
and i don’t go by “trey” but your hoe know my songs
i feed all my dogs, if you loyal get a bone
glock on my side, situation controlled
made a promise i’m gon die that n+gga, on soul

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