Lyrics-------Ketchy the Great Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit You poppin' it, now you moving cautious You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it Ralfy the Plug Come on nigga, we ain't toting little stock clips Thirties and up 'cause all my niggas like them chopsticks We pourin' them fours 'cause we addicted to the swamp piss We getting this money and we ain't worried 'bout no opps bitch Maybelline, no my niggas don't do play with lean Get your ass beat up and robbed for tryna play with me Don't play with me, man you know that pistol stay with me Exclusive finna get purp up in the Faygo Creme Free The Ruler, I ain't never been no loser nigga Pimp pimp pimp, I got your bitch up in the room with trigger Free The Ruler, I ain't never been no loser nigga Pimp pimp pimp, I got your bitch up in the room with trigger Ketchy the Great Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit You poppin' it, now you moving cautious You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it Rob Vicious You poppin it! No peace treaty 'round my way, no I ain't squashin' shit If it's on sight then when I catch you ho I'm dropping shit Talking shit, nigga that's that shit that get your block hit Know that you ain't really 'bout that nonsense so stop it On molly, it don't matter what scenario Know I'm faded off the dope 'cause my eyes very low That bitch fuckin' everybody, she do varials Beating up her walls like a new stereo Oh shit, loud pack smokin' People think I'm crazy, I blow cookies in the open I'm wavy like the ocean, lil bitch you might drown Sit back and just watch how this shit go down Ketchy the Great Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit You poppin' it, now you moving cautious You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it Ohgeesy 'Gees got the zippers, hundred pack flipper She want to fuck the man, baby girl I'm that nigga Don't choose her, don't pick her, to the curb I'ma kick her Bro got the blicka, he roll up like a swisher Shoot and won't miss you, I fuck and dismiss her She a stupid bitch, you the type of nigga kiss her You be popping shit, bitches get to topping shit I see it then I want it then I grab it and I'm copping it Prepare for the consequence if you plan on robbing me AR with extended clips will separate your body piece Percocet, I'm nauseous, in the trap I'm cautious Diamonds drippin' on my neck, it's running like a faucet Ketchy the Great Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit You poppin' it, now you moving cautious You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it Fenix Flexin Break them bricks down and then we wrappin' shit We on some trappin' shit, you rappin' it but cappin' it I'm sippin' on that shit that's in your cabinets I do you bad, we not the same, my niggas savages Your bitch gon' call my phone, she know I'm havin' shit That pussy real right, you know I'm stabbin' shit If it's money in them plans we gon' establish it Why you hatin' on my niggas, 'cause we cashin' shit I'ma take a nigga bitch, finna blow her back out I'ma send her back to you, she had my dick all in her mouth I fuck bitches off of clout, you pillow talk and run your mouth I'ma send her back to you, she had my dick all in her mouth Ketchy the Great Percocet for breakfast got me nauseaus Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit You poppin' it, now you moving cautious You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it
And yes I grew up in the hood. Difference is I didn't let it affect me and I used my common sense. Key words here are : Grew up. Rap anymore is absolutely reduced to degenerate poetry. Aside from a few rappers who use their platform to inspire and give back to the hood. Help the hood. Not further the suffering that takes place there by brainwashing the minds of the young kids.
