[Intro: R3 Da Chilliman]
(MIA JAY C)
Only problem is I keep poppin' these Percocets
(I hear you, JAY C)
Oh-oh
[Verse 1: R3 Da Chilliman]
My only problem is I keep poppin' these Percocets
Took his chains 'cause he play tough, now come purchase it back
Jeans only cost me a band, but I got fifty in 'em
Hit they hood and spinned all night, I got dizzy with 'em
Nigga, the gat ain't in the car, I'm in the club with it
Lil' Yak can beat yo' block, I love that dumb nigga
Pink tens, RPs, where my meds at?
Walk in, swingin' big Cubans, the head taps
She suck it good, she got me leanin' like my cream soda
I see her friends been eyein' mе, I told her bring 'em over
You know I sprayеd the YSL, so smell the cookie on me
Bad bitch with a fat ass, put that pussy on me
Fuckin' yerkies got my motherfuckin' palms itchin'
I need all my kicks designer, I cannot fit them
In the booth, beatin' the mic like I'm Sonny Liston
In the house, searchin' for money, now they safe missin'
In the club, swingin' my chain like a hula hoop
Everybody turn knobs, I don't know who to shoot
Told the bitch to slow down, I almost spilled my juice
If the ball was in your hand, what would you do?
(MIA JAY C)
Only problem is I keep poppin' these Percocets
(I hear you, JAY C)
Oh-oh
[Verse 1: R3 Da Chilliman]
My only problem is I keep poppin' these Percocets
Took his chains 'cause he play tough, now come purchase it back
Jeans only cost me a band, but I got fifty in 'em
Hit they hood and spinned all night, I got dizzy with 'em
Nigga, the gat ain't in the car, I'm in the club with it
Lil' Yak can beat yo' block, I love that dumb nigga
Pink tens, RPs, where my meds at?
Walk in, swingin' big Cubans, the head taps
She suck it good, she got me leanin' like my cream soda
I see her friends been eyein' mе, I told her bring 'em over
You know I sprayеd the YSL, so smell the cookie on me
Bad bitch with a fat ass, put that pussy on me
Fuckin' yerkies got my motherfuckin' palms itchin'
I need all my kicks designer, I cannot fit them
In the booth, beatin' the mic like I'm Sonny Liston
In the house, searchin' for money, now they safe missin'
In the club, swingin' my chain like a hula hoop
Everybody turn knobs, I don't know who to shoot
Told the bitch to slow down, I almost spilled my juice
If the ball was in your hand, what would you do?
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