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P Miller

 

P Miller

(album: FOREVER FIGUEROA 2 - 2022)


(Holdup Pavé, what is this?)
(LiqLiq play that fire)

I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit
And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch
I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make em' split
SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it
Two-twenty on that dash, floor the pedal, make it crank
I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank
Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank
Opps don't even [?] they don't think, headshot, headshot, aim for the brain

Bitch it's a dog eat dog world, big bank always take lil' bank
I hurt his feelings by fucking his girl, nigga like me gon' fuck up your world
All of my guap is straight out the mud and niggas like yall always complain
You the type to go to the manager, ask for customer service, still get named
My hoe yellow, my opps red, we gon' pullup leave em' all dead
My fit black, cops is blue, we don't fuck with no uniformed dudes
Steady stepping, stomping, marching, like we in the army too
TTB don't do no recruiting, wanna' be gang best get to shooting
Shit got hot, drove to California, three times up on my opponent
One in the kidney and two in the chest, turn that boy to a organ donor
He was my bro til' he went rogue, spin the block on him cause' now he a hoe
Ruger with a beam, that's a real light show
Chech and Chong, these niggas get smoked
Thirtyfour double o that's my oath (yeah, nah for real)
Stock on the AK, woodgrain, oak (woodgrain, oak)
Headshot face, niggas get poked (niggas get poked)
You keep her body, I just want her throat (just want her throat)
You ain't jump in that water, you can't drive the boat (you can't drive the boat)
Jugging and finessing em' all til' they broke (all til' they broke)
He thought he kept up but he not even close (he not even close)

I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit
And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch
I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make em' split
SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it
Two-twenty on that dash, floor the pedal, make it crank
I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank
Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank
Opps don't even [?] they don't think, headshot, headshot, aim for the brain

Haha, yeah, sye
Nah for real, fuck these niggas

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?