1-800 PERCOCET Lyrics

Why would I stress a bitch and I got, yeah, yeah, yeah

Why would I stress a bitch and I got, yeah, yeah, yeah

(I don't even listen)

Why would I stress a bitch and I got bitches stressin' me?

Please don't call my phone unless you got a check for me

Shit I popped two in her face, said it's the percocet for me

She was laughin', said I rap, and now she tryna get next to me

Shit I knew I was gettin' money, Unc tapped me, said let me hold something

See the Houndd and tuck his chain, they think Debo comin

I got a plug just for the, (bark) he look like Joe Budden

Shit I ain't talkin' to the feds, cause I don't know none

He ain't have that money, he told his folks they ain't answer the phone (he broke)

Instagram he sacked but over the phone, he takin' a loan

Boy, I shoot you in your shit, that's word to my baby, I'm makin' it home

Have that energy, when you see me, I catch you out ain't no changing your tone

Aye Cash, what's your number, nigga? 1-800-PERCOCET

R-P-10s, I pop, I hit my flare, I don't think they workin' yet

Fly shit off the gram, fresh out the ass, said you ain't heard it yet

He got scripts, of (uh) for cheap, I never heard of that

Why would I stress a bitch, when I got bitches stressin' me ?

Please don't call my phone unless you got a check for me

Shit I popped two in her face, said it's the percocet for me

She was laughin', said I rap, and now she tryna get next to me

Aye cash, what's your number, nigga? 1-800-PERCOCET

R-P-10s, I pop, I hit my flare, I don't think they workin' yet

Fly shit off the gram, fresh out the ass, shit you ain't heard it yet

He got scripts, of (uh) for cheap, I never heard of that