Perk 4LF - droppin' weight

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Bags packed, catchin' flight, Man I'm droppin' weight
Bad tatt, out of spite, She been somethin' fake
Mad smacked, we gon' fight,I can take the pain
Watchin' you walk through departing
Hope you just don't miss your gate

Bad path, somethin' slight
We gon' get the stain
Mad max, slang the Audi In the fuckin' rain
Bad laughs, I'm gon' fix it This shit just a game
She be Daryl Morey Bitch I'm James Harden
The lies insane

All the stories you was tellin
Yeah that's fuckin' twisted
Had me mad and had me yellin
Grab my fuckin' pistol
Kept my mind just spinnin', meltin
Motive likely fiscal

Cleared it fuckin' crystal
Ski that bitch like Bristol

Trailblazer, steady trappin
This time ain't for fun

Twelve gon' pull up on your shit
They in the phone, they got em' bugged
I been calling it, that's another
Flippin' packs till we see the sun

I been callin' with my brother
Rats gon' die on 9-1-1

I been callin' it, see it as I saw
Fuck the loss
Twin been up at college, he a Dane on some Rick Ross
Lost in thought
Smokin' frost
Only thing I keep on thinkin' is Bitch get lost

Bags packed, catchin' flight, Man I'm droppin' weight
Bad tatt, out of spite, She been somethin' fake
Mad smacked, we gon' fight,I can take the pain
Watchin' you walk through departing
Hope you just don't miss your gate

Bad path, somethin' slight
We gon' get the stain
Mad max, slang the Audi In the fuckin' rain
Bad laughs, I'm gon' fix it This shit just a game
She be Daryl Morey Bitch I'm James Harden
The lies insane

Has-bro, playin' with pieces Chess not checkers, give me a reason
Switchin' teams is seen as treason
Mad dog, make me tweakin
Hidin' the paper, actin' up greasy
Redefining the shiesty season

How many times you got
How many times you told
Bad lil' bitch sit on top of the throne Thinkin' that she got me snowed
Nine hours on the clock
Four on the way back home
Tryna step up on the gas Gotta get this pack pack home

I been callin', see it as I saw
Fuck the loss
Twin been up at college he a Dane on some Rick Ross
Lost in thought, smokin' frost
Only thing I keep on thinkin is bitch get lost

Bags packed, catchin' flight, Man I'm droppin' weight
Bad tatt, out of spite, She been somethin' fake
Mad smacked, we gon' fight,I can take the pain
Watchin' you walk through departing
Hope you just don't miss your gate

Bad path, somethin' slight
We gon' get the stain
Mad max, slang the Audi In the fuckin' rain
Bad laughs, I'm gon' fix it This shit just a game
She be Daryl Morey Bitch I'm James Harden
The lies insane

Written by:
Ryan Perkowski

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