Wit Da Gang

Illa on da track

I pop a perc for the pain

I pop a perc for the pain

You, you don't want smoke with the gang

Me, I pop a perc for the pain

And you, you'll never be the same

You, you don't want smoke with the gang

Young ****, but I'm pimpin'

Smoke a tree, I'm not crippin'

Get the gold like I'm Egyptian

Pop a percy, I go missing

She on her knees like she Christian

But she really love the perscription

She on her knees like she Christian

But she really love the perscription

Hit 'em with the bang like Curry

Hop in the 'Rari go skrt

Hit 'em with the bang like Curry

You funny, Eddie Murphy

Really, I'm a dog spelled backwards

I'ma keep floating and end up on Saturn

Sipping codeine, pop my bladder

She call me big yeti, and a (?)

You, you don't want smoke with the gang

Me, I pop a perc for the pain

And you, you'll never be the same

You, you don't want smoke with the gang

I pop a perc for the pain

I pop a perc for the pain