Lyrics B2l - omgsanii

Yeah, huh
Take me a perc, I OD but I'm back to life
Mix lean with the pills I ain't feelin' right
Just fuckin' ain't catchin no feelins' right?
Ain't sippin it unless the seal is tight
On a plane straight to ella I'm catchin' flight
Ain't sparkin' you up les' we matchin' right
We lurkin' in dark with a mask at night
My shooter he spark if I pass the pipe
My shooter he knock off his hat
She all on my dick cuz' the money come fast
Might put her in rick to make sure we match
You know that its over when you see the flash
We leave em' slumped over we did that boy bad
Scored on a pint, that shit land fast
Can't sip in the car, last time I crashed
The bullets so hot they gon' take off his stache'
Pump fake from the 3 I feel like Steve Nash
Can't outrun these bullets, you not that fast
Our pockets are different, they not that fat
My potna' he get him, he did it for bags
Up or down, lil' bih' where are you goin'?
Drac or the ARP, Dont know what im totin'
Perc wit' a bean lil bitch im floatin'
You sell airpods aint got real motion
We leave em' in ash, that boy gon' need lotion
I up the stick in the cat, bitch Im blowin'
Shoot him in the gut, leave his stomach wide open
Exotic strain, 3.5 im smokin'
Take me a perc, I OD but I'm back to life
Mix lean with the pills I aint feelin' right
Just fuckin' aint catchin no feelins' right?
Aint sippin it unless the seal is tight
On a plane straight to ella I'm catchin' flight
Aint sparkin you up les' we matchin' right
We lurkin' in dark with a mask at night
My shooter he spark if I pass the pipe
We leave that boy real dead, yeah
Caught one in the head, yeah
Hittin' up sax, I hop on a jet, yeah
Unreleased fashion too rare
Can't shop where I shop, bih' go over there
She giving me brain in the whip, hard to steer
Bentley Mulsanne, Black seats interior
Just dropped 15 on some new arcteryx
Take me a perc, I OD but I'm back to life
Mix lean with the pills I aint feelin' right
Just fuckin' aint catchin no feelins' right?
Aint sippin it unless the seal is tight
On a plane straight to ella I'm catchin' flight
Aint sparkin you up les' we matchin' right
We lurkin' in dark with a mask at night
My shooter he spark if I pass the pipe