[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