Real perc popper
I don't pop no xans
Only the family
I don't want no friends
Hit the bitch one time off of the beans
If I ain't got a bean
I won't hit it again
Glock with a beam
Let it hit at your friend
I got the work
And it's hid in the seat
I got the Glock
It ain't out of my reach
Pay the cost
Put a switch on an AR-15
On my way to my bitch
And I'm driving the coupe
I might swap out the engine for 392
I might pop out the ceiling
And shoot out the roof
Why you all in your feelings?
Feel sorry for who?
I ain't catching no feelings
For none of these bitches
I buy her a bag
Then she sent on her way
My other lil' bitch to be calling my phone
She just called me and asked for some money today
I ain't got nothing but a blunt of some potent
I got real mob ties, nigga, who want smoke?
Got lil' bro on my side
And he stay with his pole
Got your bitch in the ride
And she finna come over
Niggas ain't outside
They ain't really got motion
They was feeding me lies and they broke my emotions
Probably the reason its percs in this potion
Tried to tell you this shit, it get deep like ocean
Real perc popper
I don't pop no xans
Only the family
I don't want no friends
Hit the bitch one time off of the beans
If I ain't got a bean
I won't hit it again
Glock with a beam
Let it hit at your friend
I got the work
And it's hid in the seat
I got the Glock
It ain't out of my reach
Pay the cost
Put a switch on an AR-15
I ain't got nothing but a blunt of some potent
I got real mob ties, nigga, who want smoke?
Got lil' bro on my side
And he stay with his pole
Got your bitch in the ride
And she finna come over
Niggas ain't outside
They ain't really got motion
They was feeding me lies and they broke my emotions
Probably the reason its percs in this potion
Tried to tell you this shit, it get deep like ocean
BigBoss Kane - AR-15 Lyrics
BigBoss Kane - AR-15 Lyrics
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Real perc popper
I don't pop no xans
Only the family
I don't want no friends
Hit the bitch one time off of the beans
If I ain't got a bean
I won't hit it again
Glock with a beam
Let it hit at your friend
I got the work
And it's hid in the seat
I got the Glock
It ain't out of my reach
Pay the cost
Put a switch on an AR-15
On my way to my bitch
And I'm driving the coupe
I might swap out the engine for 392
I might pop out the ceiling
And shoot out the roof
Why you all in your feelings?
Feel sorry for who?
I ain't catching no feelings
For none of these bitches
I buy her a bag
Then she sent on her way
My other lil' bitch to be calling my phone
She just called me and asked for some money today
I ain't got nothing but a blunt of some potent
I got real mob ties, nigga, who want smoke?
Got lil' bro on my side
And he stay with his pole
Got your bitch in the ride
And she finna come over
Niggas ain't outside
They ain't really got motion
They was feeding me lies and they broke my emotions
Probably the reason its percs in this potion
Tried to tell you this shit, it get deep like ocean
Real perc popper
I don't pop no xans
Only the family
I don't want no friends
Hit the bitch one time off of the beans
If I ain't got a bean
I won't hit it again
Glock with a beam
Let it hit at your friend
I got the work
And it's hid in the seat
I got the Glock
It ain't out of my reach
Pay the cost
Put a switch on an AR-15
I ain't got nothing but a blunt of some potent
I got real mob ties, nigga, who want smoke?
Got lil' bro on my side
And he stay with his pole
Got your bitch in the ride
And she finna come over
Niggas ain't outside
They ain't really got motion
They was feeding me lies and they broke my emotions
Probably the reason its percs in this potion
Tried to tell you this shit, it get deep like ocean
I don't pop no xans
Only the family
I don't want no friends
Hit the bitch one time off of the beans
If I ain't got a bean
I won't hit it again
Glock with a beam
Let it hit at your friend
I got the work
And it's hid in the seat
I got the Glock
It ain't out of my reach
Pay the cost
Put a switch on an AR-15
On my way to my bitch
And I'm driving the coupe
I might swap out the engine for 392
I might pop out the ceiling
And shoot out the roof
Why you all in your feelings?
Feel sorry for who?
I ain't catching no feelings
For none of these bitches
I buy her a bag
Then she sent on her way
My other lil' bitch to be calling my phone
She just called me and asked for some money today
I ain't got nothing but a blunt of some potent
I got real mob ties, nigga, who want smoke?
Got lil' bro on my side
And he stay with his pole
Got your bitch in the ride
And she finna come over
Niggas ain't outside
They ain't really got motion
They was feeding me lies and they broke my emotions
Probably the reason its percs in this potion
Tried to tell you this shit, it get deep like ocean
Real perc popper
I don't pop no xans
Only the family
I don't want no friends
Hit the bitch one time off of the beans
If I ain't got a bean
I won't hit it again
Glock with a beam
Let it hit at your friend
I got the work
And it's hid in the seat
I got the Glock
It ain't out of my reach
Pay the cost
Put a switch on an AR-15
I ain't got nothing but a blunt of some potent
I got real mob ties, nigga, who want smoke?
Got lil' bro on my side
And he stay with his pole
Got your bitch in the ride
And she finna come over
Niggas ain't outside
They ain't really got motion
They was feeding me lies and they broke my emotions
Probably the reason its percs in this potion
Tried to tell you this shit, it get deep like ocean
Writer: Ke'Sean Williams
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