[Hook: Lil Curry]
Ya got these percocets and racks
Ya got these percocets and racks
Ya got these percocets and racks
Ya got these percocets and racks
[Verse 1: Lil Curry]
Got a new b**h, wait a minute
She gonna start crying I be pushing it
I be asking for a lot I be regretting it
Hating it, Saving it, Smoking it, Smoking it
I'm geeked up
Wait a minute I keep saying it
Tryna thinks of words to say in it
I mean I'm listening
To this b**h who keep complaining and
Claiming it
I mean why
I mean why
Ya I got these percocets and racks
Ya your girl she on my stacks
Maybe later she finna tax
I mean I'm geeked up
But I ain't tired
I mean I can go for another time yea
[Verse 2: Lil Curry]
Mother f**ers ill cause they know that I'm the sh**
n***as act like dads when they ain't be actin lit
Probably cause they sad always wanna act hard
They be getting chicks dustier than broken cars
I was on my own when i first started this
My homies in school thought this wasn't stupid lit
Now I'm making more than these n***as working daily
Complaining that they bored whose fault is that man that's real silly
Now they ride my dick cause Lil Curry gonna glow up
I'm still at school makin' bands just to blow up
And if you need a verse sorry you just gotta pay
I don't care if we've met, your sh**ty beat is still sh**ty that's the way