Litchi (feat. SkipSkool) - Percules

They call me Percules cause I keep percs on me wait I remember bein a lame didn't know what to do takin' xans to the face Used to waste my time dreamin' bout hoes Now I dream about money and bout my safe Used to be lackin' sometimes now I move tactile ain't catchin' no case Went from sneakers them DCs to messenger bags printed with GG Went from talkin' some shit now I'll leave a man leaky Girl askin' me do you love me keke I remember this ain't used to be me, look I might get your GG took Up in the studi like Gordon Ramsey I cook Shawty smell like candy aight look Look, I don't really care if I'm booked If I gotta shoot dont miss D.Book Oh shit, that was your girl I took ay ay Look, left your scary ass all shook Been in the game too long no rook Mixin up white shit like im a cook, Ay Ay Everybody know yo hoe clapped Did some magic up in the strip club, hoes clapped Got him outta breath like four laps Bitch I'm too real you know that Sent too many shots like four straps Wearin all black, Kodak Got yo girl askin' where the coke at Went from sneakers them DCs to messenger bags printed with GG Went from talkin' some shit now I'll leave a man leaky Girl askin' me do you love me keke I remember this ain't used to be me, look I might get your GG took Up in the studi like Gordon Ramsey I cook Shawty smell like candy aight look Look, got too many bars won't run out Walk up in his house made a bitch boy run out Walkin' through the street like got my gun out, ay ay Look, got too many pills won't run out You know we sip and we pop till the sun out Got yo girl pressed like she tryna get her son out, ay ay They call me Percules cause I keep percs on me wait I remember bein a lame go to school be cool just sit and wait Now I'm grown up in fashion no actin' I got good taste Used to be off 10 drugs no cappin' changed that, never too late Drip in Trapstar I don't rock Amiri Phones tapped I don't trust Siri Ain't too many I would work with But Perc got it, so we gettin' busy Got the trap jumpin' when I'm in the city Pure rocks, all my feens skinny In a tracksuit, on longstreet, with an e-scooter and all the nittys Like Woah, whatchu know bout weight Whatchu know bout beef whatchu know bout hate, huh? Whatchu know bout bricks Whatchu know bout jakes Whatchu know, it aint safe (nah) My connect say he miss me I've been gone I've been missin' Tryna get this music hittin' But If this dont work then it's back to pitchin (uh) I don't ever wanna see a court room again If this dont go I'ma re-offend The feens need snow and I need a benz I'm tryna get payed not make amends Yo Doni my twizzy we shut it down No competition best product in town Fish scale comin, in by the pound I seen hell and we jus' tryna get out Look ain't no such thang as a half way crook Pockets so fat all my custis' hooked My bitch a baddie you seen how she look? Ay Ay Shook, yeah all of my ops be shook Tried to jump me, must've been the wrong foot Yeah, cause L's is all that they took, Ay Ay Ayo four to the muhfuckin eight Big Skip Yawready know Yo Perc whats good Let's get it Ay Ay

Percules on the track, you know what I'm saying My homie got the heat and he do it for no reason Molly in the evening, got your lil shawty tweaking Try to stop with drugs, but sometimes you'll catch me leaning Tell him to pull up and tell him to stop the teasing uhh My homie got the heat and he do it for no reason Molly in the evening, got your lil shawty tweaking Try to stop with drugs, but sometimes you'll catch me leaning Tell him to pull up and tell him to stop the teasing uhh Off of the perc outside, don't know how to act Spent like a band today, I'll make it right back That's a fact, never lack, get that sack She told me that I'm a dog, don't fuck with cats Fucking that bitch from the back, back Pulling all on her tracks, tracks Tracks, tracks, pull up to the stu, make tracks, tracks Tracks, tracks, and I get the fucking racks, racks Spend it on packs, make it back My homie got the heat and he do it for no reason Molly in the evening, got your lil shawty tweakin Try to stop with drugs, but sometimes youll catch me leaning Tell him to pull up and tell him to stop the teasing uhh My homie got the heat and he do it for no reason Molly in the evening, got your lil shawty tweakin Try to stop with drugs, but sometimes youll catch me leaning Tell him to pull up and tell him to stop the teasing uhh Got the glock, I shoot it twenty times Your bitch, she wanna do sixty-nine Fuck her from the back then fuck her mind She not really yours, you know thats mine Violate you like the terms and conditions I'm eating good and I do not do dishes Giving out presents everyday like it's Christmas You try to rob me, I run up like fitness I turn a good girl into a kink She ain't wanna fuck me, she grabbing my link Dripping everyday like sink Wet that boy up like I'm Zelda and Link All she want is CC Glock singing like she Riri I'm the one believe me One day Ill be on TV Catch that boy slipping, Ill wet him up Try to rob me, you dumb as fuck Work everyday for that Bentley truck What do you need? I got plenty stuff My homie got the heat and he do it for no reason Molly in the evening, got your lil shawty tweaking Try to stop with drugs, but sometimes youll catch me leaning Tell him to pull up and tell him to stop the teasing uhh My homie got the heat and he do it for no reason Molly in the evening, got your lil shawty tweaking Try to stop with drugs, but sometimes youll catch me leaning Tell him to pull up and tell him to stop the teasing uhh

I, Id never thought Id be your type, I, I, I Talk to em I- Percules in this bitch, I, I, I Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Talkin' all that shit just to bust his teeth Might just put your bro on a tee That's some shit you won't believe Y'all roll deep and think y'all street Heard y'all got slapped up by three Roll another pack you see? How you gon' say you gon' run up on me Gotta be faster like you ported How the fuck you think you gon' pull up on we Next case you'll be deported You a pussy you do coke When I see you Imma go straight for the choke Spit on your body you bloke you might get poked GG bag with the monogram, inside got a little more than a couple grams You act tough for a couple grams, Imma break in for a couple grand How you gon' run up on me and not break shit If I see y'all I wont be on no lame shit Imma give you a bootleg facelift, face it, none of my team won't say shit Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Yeah, he got perc on his shirt Cutting them corners, the Foreign go skrt Just got them lil baddies on roll from the dirt And I aint your type, I dont care if you hurt Wavy as fuck, yeah just call me Tsunami Im sippin on drink while I sit in the lobby Im making them beats, yeah I call it a hobby Coke bottle, naw this bitch fine, thats her body Durag, thats got the boo back, riding on cool racks Yeah she gon think she gon stay Doobies on edge, yeah they cracking away Got addies on addies Im popping away Got Mason Margiela wrapped tight like Im Taliban Up in the club and Im making it rain Fuck with me once, I put one in your brain Perkys on perkys Im going insane Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Knives, grams, packs, blam Air him out just like a fan Bitch used to hate me now she a real fan Stealin', robbin', fiendin', starvin' Gotta keep goin' til me and mine ballin' Slapped him up now his eyes ballin' CC bag for my bitch then Obviously she don't really fuck with no snitch men Perkys fuck up my vision If the opp party lame I'll make it lit then You a pussy yeah no kitten Your whole team ain't solid no kiddin' Your whole team ain't solid no ah ah ah ah Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Mask and the knife in my bag Better look out or you might get tagged Fuck up his head like a durag Relapsed, again I'm like why did I do that Heard someone lookin' for me Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V Make that pussy wet like sea I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy Basel-City