K-pop Lyrics

[Intro]
I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
(Yeah)
I pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud

[Verse]
Oh my God, Im gettin personal now
All I can see is the purplest clouds
Oh my God, Im gettin virtual now
Im bout to sip on this syrup til I drown
Oh my God, Im gettin thirstier now
Im ballin way too hard on these clowns
They bout to give me a personal foul
Ima thank God for my existence
Ima thank God for my charisma
Ima thank God that Im in the business
And Ima thank God Im not in the system
Ima thank God for the pots that I pissed in
Ima thank God for the times
I done risked it
Ima thank God for workin out the logistics
Ima thank God that Im not a statistic
All of my jewelry is fuckin ridiculous
I cannot really be seriously serious
All of my goons take everything serious
Run in the building and kill your superiors
Killin the staff and kill the affiliates
Smokin this gas just like its some helium
I see yall ass all in my peripheral
Hop in that, hop in that like an amphibian
She workin that ass continuous
Im workin my plans, ingenuous
Im talkin bout mags and millions
Mags and millions, man, ask Eminem
I got a monogamous smile
I do not know how I do how
I give all to my daughters, no doubt
Its been all about now until now
Ive been keepin it quiet but loud
Ive been keepin it private but proud
Ive been treatin the fire like flowers
Ive been keepin it silent but ＂Pow＂
And she bout to twerk on the ground
Oh my God, she gettin personal now
Oh my God, Im bout to skirt on her blouse
Oh my God, she bout to slurp up a child
(Yeah)
She bout to twerk on the ground
Oh my God, she gettin personal now
Oh my God, she threw her
shirt in the crowd
Oh my God, she bout to surf in the crowd
Pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
Oh my God, Im gettin personal now
Call up my phone and
my service was down
Sorry, I aint been on Earth in a while
Pop me a Perc and I smoke me some loud
Oh my God, Im gettin personal now
Call up my phone and
my service was down
Sorry, I aint been on Earth in a while
Im bout to sip on this syrup til I drown
Oh my God, Im gettin thirstier now
Im ballin way too hard on these clowns
They bout to give me a personal foul, damn

[Intro]
Ayy, tell you what you should do, son

[Verse]
Uh, lets get personal,
Percocet got me vertical
Them Uzis get so surgical,
shooters, they shoot like Turko?lu
We murder you, then bury you,
dig a hole and throw dirt at you
You disappear like abracadabra,
magic like 32
It is my time, and when it is, you on timeout
Im on Cloud 9 and, nigga,
you just on iCloud
Im an icon, I shine and burn your eyes out
You on the sideline,
my side bitch got a side bitch
Gotta sip slow case I die quick,
Im alive, bitch
Born piss poor,
Ima die rich full of my shit
Bust up in your house on some mob shit,
leave no hostage
Leave you lookin like January 2nd, July 5th
Yall are all witnesses to my battles,
I shall fight
Been through a whole lotta bullshit,
still smell nice
Poverty to penitentiary
straight to paradise
Took a few Ls without em,
I couldnt spell Life
Airtight, vagina tight and it
better smell right
Banana clip dick, banana up
in her tailpipe
Big fish, nigga, killer whale,
kill a bitch nigga
Ima snap and send a pic,
nigga, flick-flick, nigga
Tunechi, I pop me a Perc
and I smoke me some loud
Oh my God, Im gettin personal now
All I could see is the purplest clouds
Oh my God, we gettin virtual now
Im bout to sip on this syrup til I drown
Oh my God, Im gettin thirstier now
Im ballin way too hard on these clowns
They bout to give me a personal foul