Percaholic

Yeah, call me Percaholic, too many drugs in my system I just drink the bottle 'cause I can't be fuckin' with 'em I just sip the Wocky' 'til I die, I die with 'em I shoot shooters down, then I cook like I'm in the kitchen Fuck that bitch, she callin' my phone she sayin' she missin' Guess she didn't get the picture, she just never listens Told that bitch "Just hop in the limousine, wanna get in?" So, later that night I get in, yo bitch is fuckin' with it Yeah, Molly on the counter, yeah, I swear she always fiendin' But I am not dreamin', I swear I'm a demon Yeah, I'm too busy leanin', yeah, I can't really see shit She-she know that I need it, but-but-but I cannot keep her Yeah, 5% tint, I-I-I fuck on yo' bitch with that, yeah, yeah 5k on the wrist, I-I-I sip all that shit quick Nah, I don't want your bitch 'Cause I got another bitch, quick, yeah, yeah I put big Xanny bars all in my own drank, man (I took bars) Hate the taste, but I still fuckin' take it (I get high) Hope the plug was bein' honest (honest) 'Cause now I'm on it, (on it) so I hope he didn't lace it (lace it) Call-call-call me Percaholic, too many drugs in my system I just drink the bottle 'cause I can't be fuckin' with 'em I just sip the Wocky' 'til I die, I die with 'em I shoot shooters down, then I cook like I'm in the kitchen Fuck that bitch, she callin' my phone she sayin' she missin' Guess she didn't get the picture, she just never listens Told that bitch "Just hop in the limousine, wanna get in?" So, later that night I get in, yo bitch is fuckin' with it