I - I gotta get my bands up
So freeze little nigga put your hands up
And I can barely stand up
Still poppin' percs No Cancer
I - I gotta get my bands up
So freeze little nigga put your hands up
And I can barely stand up
Still poppin' percs No Cancer
I gotta twin glock, I gotta a twin thot
She suckin' that dick, cock, that pussy on drip drop
To the feds we never talk, to the bitches we never flock
Got a zip in a ziploc, got them bitches that lip lock
I'm counting them big knots, I can't f*ck with no trick thots
My drip is on sick, snot, my bitches on thick, hot
My niggas got big glocks, their choppas got long stocks
We came up finessing off rock, I swear there's baguettes in my heart
Theres lot of heat in the streets, you gotta be on your feet
You can never catch no break, you can only catch a case
You can only break your heart, you can only get so far
Make sure you pave your way, and before anything get paid
Imma robber, a jugger, a killer, a hard headed nigga, a really pull the trigger
Fast acting, backstabbing, cold blooded nigga
A never cappin', never slackin', real ass dealer
I - I gotta get my bands up
So freeze little nigga put your hands up
And I can barely stand up
Still poppin' percs No Cancer
I - I gotta get my bands up
So freeze little nigga put your hands up
And I can barely stand up
Still poppin' percs No Cancer
Yeah, f*ck you talkin' 'bout I ain't got cancer I'm still poppin' percs though
Whole lotta medication nigga