Juice WRLD — Percs

[Intro] Uh, you get murked Puttin' in work Goin' berserk Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh [Chorus] Off them Percs, I'm like "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," yeah You know you don't want no drama, choppa singin' like the opera Run up on me, you get murked, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah All my niggas 'bout the drama, kill anybody for the commas She keep a gun up in her purse, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah Everybody with the drama, put a bullet hole up in your father You know I'ma go berserk, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah When I'm walkin' off them Percs, when I'm walkin' off them percs [Verse 1] Breathin' off them Percs, A$AP Ferg, I put in work Put you in a hearse, fuck around, put you on a shirt Put you in the dirt, choppa on me, make it squirt R. Kelly with the gun, I load it up, it flirts Uh, I got a big bag, uh, I don't look at tags, uh I'm finna cop shit, yeah, I don't take it back, uh Say what I want, bitch, yeah, I won't take it back, uh Break my heart, bitch, yeah, I won't take you back New gun, I can't wait to use it Ball on these hoes like damn, feel like Tyler Ulis You know who me, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh You know me, but I don't really know who the fuck you is [Chorus] Off them Percs, I'm like "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," yeah You know you don't want no drama, choppa singin' like the opera Run up on me, you get murked, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah All my niggas 'bout the drama, kill anybody for the commas She keep a gun up in her purse, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah Everybody with the drama, put a bullet hole up in your father You know I'ma go berserk, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah When I'm walkin' off them Percs, when I'm walkin' off them percs [Verse 2] Off them Percs, I'm like "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," yeah You don't really want no drama, choppa on me, solvin' problems Off them Percs, I'm like "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," yeah It be singin' like the opera, niggas lyin' like Mufasa Run up on me, you get murked, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh You don't want no problems, nigga, I came from the bottom She keep a gun up in her purse, uh-huh, uh-huh [Chorus] Off them Percs, I'm like "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," yeah You know you don't want no drama, choppa singin' like the opera Run up on me, you get murked, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah All my niggas 'bout the drama, kill anybody for the commas She keep a gun up in her purse, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah Everybody with the drama, put a bullet hole up in your father You know I'ma go berserk, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah When I'm walkin' off them Percs, when I'm walkin' off them percs