Kant feel

I'm tryna get up off these perc's
Yeah, I'm tryna get in a Tesla and swerve
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me up some syrup
Yeah, I'm tryna get up off these perc's
Yeah, I'm tryna get off of these perc's
I know that I gotta get off of this shit, cuz' this shit can't get any worse
I gotta slow down on all this shit, or I won't see my twenty-third
I know that it's time to quit, but oh my God I love perc's
But I can't end up in the back of that car, I can't end up in a hearse
Yeah, no, I can't end up in no six feet deep, I can't end up in the dirt
I can't end up in the dirt, I don't even close the curtains
I can't even close my eyes, cuz' I know I could die without it hurtin'
I'm just finna make it work
She just finna make it twerk
Fuckin' that bitch and then she call me Myron but I am not Lil Uzi Vert
How the hell you hearin' all that shit?
Tell me everything you heard
Tell me how you so damn broke
You can't even do a serve
Get the fuck off my phone lil' bitch
I don't care what you heard
Yeah, bitch get off my line
I done told you bout' a million times
They just been askin' why I got no time
Cuz' I just been on my grind
All of you askin' if I been alright
I don't care, shut up bitch I'm doing fine
I'm tryna cut back on the lean
I'm tryna cut back pourin' lines
Man I do so many drugs
But I never had a damn drop of wine
I hate being drunk
But I been geeked up all the time
I just been geeked up off this X
Yeah, both tweakin' off molly
So we just gonna have sex
Yeah, I'm tryna get in a Tesla and swerve
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me up some syrup
Yeah, I'm tryna get up off these perc's
Yeah, I'm tryna get off of these perc's
I know that I gotta get off of this shit, cuz' this shit can't get any worse
I gotta slow down on all this shit, or I won't see my twenty-third
I know that it's time to quit, but oh my God I love perc's
But I can't end up in the back of that car, I can't end up in a hearse
Yeah, no, I can't end up in no six feet deep, I can't end up in the dirt
I can't end up in the dirt, I don't even close the curtains
I can't even close my eyes, cuz' I know I could die without it hurtin'
I'm just finna make it work
She just finna make it twerk
Fuckin' that bitch and then she call me Myron but I am not Lil Uzi Vert
How the hell you hearin' all that shit?
Tell me everything you heard
Tell me how you so damn broke
You can't even do a serve
Yeah, I'm tryna get off of these perc's
I know that I gotta get off of this shit, cuz' this shit can't get any worse
I gotta slow down on all this shit, or I won't see my twenty-third
I know that it's time to quit, but oh my God I love perc's
But I can't end up in the back of that car, I can't end up in a hearse
Yeah, no, I can't end up in no six feet deep, I can't end up in the dirt
I can't end up in the dirt, I don't even close the curtains