Techno Lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't even pop my perc yet
I ain't even pop my perc yet
Where it's at
I can't find that bitch god damn
Where my perc at
Tryna find it where my perc at
Tryna find it
I can't I can't find it
I can't find it
Where my perc at
Where my perc at

[Verse 1]
If my bitch start another argument imma leave her
How the f*ck i got blood on my new wife beater
Choke a nigga out and beat em with a wife beater
Domestic violence I heard you a wife beater
Imma go rent out a house and put weed in it
Nigga ion wanna hit yo blunt I seen a seed in it
Imma go rent me out a house and do fraud in it
They can't even see me in my car cause they all tinted
Imma shoot a movie with this clip, Cole Bennett
Imma f*ck another nigga bitch now they wanna kill me
How it came with the seal you don't really swipe for real
Banana clip hanging out the draco you banana split
Make a nigga disappear show em my new magic trick
I just went live with 50k and left niggas sick
How the f*ck you keep gettin' robbed it don't make sense
Broke lil niggas they can't even make ends meet
Fake page sent a death threat
Left his family upset
Niggas said im up next
But im really up now
Niggas better duck down
When I start sending rounds through the house and the windows and the couch
(Ooh come on talking crazy)
I can't fit a hundred thousand in the louie pouch
So I put it in the backpack
Lil nigga backpack
Go think about what you just did and go backtrack
Pulled up to this lil nigga house he ain't come out
If you make the wrong move imma pull the strap out Pulled up to the wrong house
Nigga this ain't what you want
Moncler for the coat
Fake runtz in the packet
He ain't even knew it was fake
Damn this bitch p*ssy stank
Damn i'm bout to go and leave
f*ckin pullin' out her weave
f*ckin pullin' out a wig
Stressin' smokin on a cig
But i'm bout to roll a blunt
f*ckin' smoke another opp
f*ckin' pour another pop
Kill a nigga then i'm bout to kill a f*cking cop
Aye lemme hear it from the top
Damn how that shit rhyme
Kill a nigga through the time
[?], yeah its in my blood
They wanna kick me out the threw too much money in the strip club
Rob a nigga then i strip his ass like a strip club
Fly down yo street in a car [?]
I just shot a nigga in the dark in a midnight club
Arguin with my plug over the phone nigga send that bud
Sativa indica that shit give me energy
Ion got no sympathy
Ion got no enemies
Ion got no opps cause they all dead
Bitch gimme head in my bed
Right now imma make his head red
I was young as hell doin' shit i wasn't suppose to be
Imma put all this money in the bank where it suppose to be
Imma put some money up for all the niggas close to
I got a AR-15 don't get close to me
[?]
I just pulled up on my bitch and she wasn't ready
And i fell out with some niggas cause they really petty
I got more money do you wanna make a bet
We bought more choppas so you don't wanna make a threat
Me quon and kev that a triple threat
Pull up onna opp with 3 straps that's a triple threat
(So good)

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