Music Video
Percocet
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dangerfield
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dangerfield
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dangerfield
Producer
John Leyden
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I need a Percocet
These diamonds hurt my neck
Riding this lonely road
I hope I make it home
Memories they got me driftin
All this Henny in my system
Can’t believe we even made it
Now they sayin we the greatest
Streetlights show the way yo it be dark as shit
They say we wont make it always talkin shit
Hoe be careful coming out them salty lips
And we aint have a prayer its just the opposite
Yeah I payed my dues I’m on the move, nothin to prove
I break the rules, yeah
Seen my homie shot before my eyes
We was rollin hot yeah cookin pies
Back when I was 16 Murderside
Flippin this shit risky live or die
They gone kill ya just to make it right
It pays to keep some villains on ya side
Came from nothin now I’m poppin
Too much paper for my pocket
I roll around with monsters
Your bitch look like a goblin, yeah
She popped up didn’t know us
Wanna hop up in the tour bus
Tell my homies yo pour up
I need a Percocet
These diamonds hurt my neck
Riding this lonely road
I hope I make it home
Memories they got me driftin
All this Henny in my system
Can’t believe we even made it
Now they sayin we the degraded
Memories they got me trippin dog
We aint the same man, na we different dog
Can’t believe we even made it yeah
Now they sayin we the greatest
Listen up you might learn something
All that tough shit aint worth nothin
Tell my plug keep the herb comin, yeah
Itss puff puff and then pass dog
Now she wanna take the mask off
Hop up in the bitch a blast off
She say its making her cry
Every time that I rhyme
I got em waitin in line
It be so wavy inside
Aint claim that bitch say she mine
This happened all by design
She fell in love with the vibe
She got that pussy tell her pop it yeah
So many plugs we in the socket yea
We was broke and now we all rich
Take that dope up out my pockets
Came from nothin now I’m poppin
Too much paper for my pocket
I roll around with monsters
Your bitch look like a goblin, yeah
She popped up didn’t know us
Wanna hop up in the tour bus
Tell my homies yo pour up
I need a Percocet
These diamonds hurt my neck
Riding this lonely road
I hope I make it home
Memories they got me driftin
All this Henny in my system
Can’t believe we even made it
Now they sayin we the degraded
Memories they got me trippin dog
We aint the same man, na we different dog
Can’t believe we even made it yeah
Now they sayin we the greatest
Written by: Dangerfield
