[Intro]
(Venexxi)
(SK Fusion)
Ayy

[Chorus]
Pop me a perc till I ain’t feelin' nun
Boxing this blunt till it’s punching my lungs
I was 14 when I fucked on my first one
I was 15 when I got me my first gun
Fucked on a milf, yeah I like my bitch older
Fuck in her bed gave me head on the sofa
16 momma said she had enough
I came home late she caught me with the gun
AR-15s we were 17 with it could wet up the block leave you there with the fishes
18 I was a young drug dealer
Ganged up we with some real right n***as
Turnt up riding round bad bitch with us
Glock 19 came with a switch on it
We got ARPs and a cooler kit on it
Better turn the fuck up till the bass break glass

[Verse]
Jump, yeah, jump, yeah
Jump, yeah, percocet's
I want a lambo big body urus
I’m in a fast one, pills got me furious
Drugs out my body it flow through my system
Told 'em don’t try me, these n***as don’t listen
My bitch bisexual her and her kissin
I’m out my body bitch I have ascended
Colors morphing all over the room
Eyes dilated I’m lit off a shroom
Hyperventilating I’m in my zone
I’m too elevated outta my soul
Yeah, I could OD
Red in my water it’s bleeding
Fucked me in Christian Diors she a demon
Locked jaw hurting my teeth
She wanna have it my way, but not in my crib and no I ain’t stayin'
You wasn’t tryna show love, until I was up, now I grew my wings fly away
Hell yeah, I been getting these hoes before any fame, before all this I been that man
Hell yea bitch I been in pain, if you took my place you would’ve blew off your brain
I jump in a jet, movin' dem bows in a charter
Pop me, a Percocet, she don’t feel safe when I’m driving
I bet my name ring a bell now
I was chosen you can tell
Some of my brothers still live by the Tech nine
Bitch you goin to hell
[Verse 2]
Jump x5
I’m sweating I’m lit off the x
Jump x12
Flex flex I’m relaxing
Show no love to thots checks what I’m chasing
Get rich on my opps, like I ain’t got no option
I fill my lungs up walk out the bank like it’s funny
We off that yerk we on nonsense I pour up like I’m Bun B
My stomach hurt off that oxy crease up my air force ones
Hell nah, I ain’t stopping on putting in work till my n***as in foreigns and up in the hill
We just some confident n***as in love with them commas and dividends who we not better than