2.30 Lyrics – Quavo & Takeoff
Singer: Quavo & Takeoff
Title: 2.30
Percocet? You want one?
No
You don’t do percs?
No, personally I don’t, um, but, uh
I got a perc in my motherf#ckin’ bag now
I’ma pop a perc right quick, no cap, I’m itchy right now
Uh, are you gonna make it? Are you gonna be ok?
For sure, c’mon man, you know I ain’t no addict
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Ooh, look how I came, I’m the freshest in this b#tch (In this b#tch, in this b#tch, ooh, yeah, go)
Walk out the bank, all blues (All blues)
Put that thing in sport, now I’m shooting at the troops (Bow)
They say they all in kahoots, I put a bag on your crew (Money)
This truck might be clean, (Clean) but the other truck got the tools (Rahh)
Please don’t try, I’ll dip you like some queso (Dip)
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, I shoot ’em with potatoes (Potatoes)
Run a bag, run a bag, run a bag, all the way to the ‘partments (‘Partments)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, now we in the cockpit (Go)
Look at my shirt, collab of leaks, woo, dry fit
I’ma bring a bad piece to the tropics (Piece)
Say she want me to get her geeked, you can try this (Hey)
It’s charity baby, it’s non-profit, I got this (Uh)
This clarity, baby, my VVs is so flawless (VVs)
Young but when I gave her the keys, now she popping (The keys)
Chopping up, chopping up chicken like Felipe’s, no hibachi (Whip)
I just bought that lil’ bag from Paris, they don’t got this
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Ooh, look how I came, I’m the freshest in this b#tch (In this b#tch, in this b#tch, ooh, yeah)
Walked out the bank, all blues (All blues, yeah)
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
We the ones made the rules, made it cool and paid the dues
Came in the game screwed, came with tools, same shoes
I got the [?]
Sipping on drank, can’t do the brew (Drank)
He popping a loud mouth
Feed him to the gang, he gang food (Gang)
We went a different route
The b#tch ain’t f#cking, kick ’em out (Get out)
We don’t do sh#t for the clout
Who want the smoke? Pick ’em out (Who?)
I’m talking about Arizona, lab tell me they ain’t seen a drought
I done popped a Percocet, yeah, 2:30, got me itching now
Percocet ‘fore I walk in and geek, geek
Styrofoam cup, fill it up full of codeine
I pulled off the lot, that new V came with no keys
And I got them stuff crust pies, make they nose bleed
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Ooh, look how I came, I’m the freshest in this b#tch (In this b#tch, in this b#tch, ooh, yeah)
Walked in the bank, all blues (All blues, yeah)
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
Percocet ‘fore I walk in this b#tch, yeah
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