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perky97* - volume red! lyrics

[intro]
pinkgrillz

[chorus: volume redi]
half a perky, half a xan’ on the pack, yeah, hold up, hold up
hop in the booth like this, let me get this swag back, hold up
chanel bags, yeah, and some hermès, hold up, yeah, hold up
i got cash after cash out my ass, look, uh
i f*ck the b*tch then i pass her, hold up
in the trap in the motherf*ckin’ black car
i got a k, don’t play a lot
if i hadn’t rap, would’ve served rocks
i used to pull up, yeah, serving raw (pinkgrillz)
shawty, you ain’t got no drip, you ain’t got no ms

[verse: dread]
you ain’t really on nothin’
i got gas in my lungs, woah
someone pass me my gun (frrt)
i know you wanna have fun
i pull up, i’m shooting like, uh
f*ckin’ your b*tch from the back
hittin’ it from the back, pullin’ her tracks
all of my diamonds attack (attack)
my lil’ b*tch keep a tec
she suck me good, make a mess
i’m takin’ off on a jet
hop out that b*tch and i land in a foreign
two hoes with me, i call ’em dorks
crib so they big, they want a tour
i make ’em laugh, martin lawrence
bustin’ your b*tch and i got her an abortion
she so freaky, she wanna record it
i’m off the drink but i keep on pourin’
it’s going down like 9/11
i might pull up in the 911
try to set me up, you gon’ get clapped
i don’t like you, take that boy off the map
you ain’t my n*gga, you don’t get a dap
dubbin’ them bricks, i feel like i’m shaq
pimpin’ your b*tch, i feel like i’m mac
he don’t trap often, so he gon’ get taxed
she wanna be with me, i told her relax, yeah
i f*cked her so good, she can’t stand up
you got a gun but you ain’t gon’ bust
i’m havin’ fun throwin’ hundreds, not ones
she took a pill, now her body feel numb (what?)
[chorus: volume red]
half a perky, half a xan’ on the pack, yeah, hold up, hold up
hop in the booth like this, let me get this swag back, hold up
chanel bags, yeah, and some hermès, hold up, yeah, hold up
i got cash after cash out my ass, look, uh
i f*ck the b*tch then i pass her, hold up
in the trap in the motherf*ckin’ black car
i got a k, don’t play a lot
if i hadn’t rap, would’ve served rocks
i used to pull up, yeah, serving raw
shawty, you ain’t got no drip, you ain’t got no ms

- volume red lyrics

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