CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Percs (Operas)

Uh, you get murked
Puttin’ in work
Goin’ berserk
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh

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 n***as ’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, pull up, put a 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

Breathin’ off them percs, A$AP Ferg, I put in work
Put you in a hearse, f**k around, put you on a shirt
Put you in the dirt, choppa on mе, 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 sh*t, yеah, I don’t take it back, uh
Say what I want, b*t*h, yeah, I won’t take it back, uh
Break my heart, b*t*h, 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 f**k you is
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 n***as ’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, pull up, put a 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

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, n***as lyin’ like Mufasa
Run up on me, you get murked, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
You don’t want no problems, n***a, I came from the bottom
She keep a gun up in her purse, uh-huh, uh-huh

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 n***as ’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, pull up, put a 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