Perrion - Remedies lyrics

rate me

Lord, lord, lord

Should I go crazy with the flow or get steady with the flow?

No, no

I don’t know why I’m addicted to them white girls

That’s not cocaine, that’s not no from the 2-1-2

Came up form nothing but hopes and views

I pray the Lord my soul to keep it

Flash it down before I wait

For heaven’s sake I’m strapped up

The devil’s got a hold of me

One touch of them soft hands

That done too crazy so to speak

Drive me crazy when I had my baby

Make a nigger wanna hold that piece

Chest u on my brain

From suicidal tendencies

Oh shit broke bitch, never on that hoe shit

Niggers claim they running shit no spray no bottle

No service, no car, paved the way

So far it’s like they’ve been needing

To get on my shit, fuck it bitch I’m on my way

You ain’t worth a penny, that’s that auto way

Phone smash that’s that Harlem way

Chrome after that condome that’s the Emily

Right out of that funeral, fuck it I took it all the way

Got up on my stake and shit, fuck you niggers pay me shit

I don’t even rap for free your main hoe got me rapping shit

But I’ve been fucking with this white girl who liked buying me shit

Slammed up on that pussy like I’m waiting shit

Money I can’t say these hoes need

But I don’t feed them hoes even so ether

Niggers think they hold piece, get the fuck up out my face

I don’t know why I’m addicted to them white girls

That’s not cocaine, that’s not no from the 2-1-2

Came up form nothing but hopes and views

I pray the Lord my soul to keep it

Flash it down before I wait

For heaven’s sake I’m strapped up

The devil’s got a hold of me

I just need a bad bitch blind road cup feel me

Real niggers by my side, food up on my dinner plate

Driving on my own land looking for a remedy

Lord when I die I just hope that they remember me

These niggers taking other niggers flows

Fuck it, I’m taking another niggers hoes

And your rhymes ain’t shit like these bitches is

Keep them hoes wet the way they live and christen in

Catch me in my eyes but my main niggers christening

I ain’t got to feel relationships ain’t into fixing it

Cause a hoe gonna be a hoe I can’t save’em

And a bitch gonna be a bitch I can’t tame’em

Attitudes I don’t even entertain’em

So if you get on your knees I’ll explain it

And maybe we can go and make some arrangements

A nigger shine no jury no chain shit

To hella bars I ain’t even had no arrangements

Niggers ain’t even on my level, it’s a shame

Then again fuck it I do this shit while I’m playing

No BA sports but straight action

Spits don’t need no fact I don’t even need no...

Some of these bitches be broke with expensive purses

Some of your outers be better than your verses

Selling the master while a nigger sold perfect

Shorty had a kitty cat I called her ass Persian

We all riding and swerving in a suburban

Well she gave it all like a twerve it in

I don’t know why I’m addicted to them white girls

That’s not cocaine, that’s not no from the 2-1-2

Came up form nothing but hopes and views

I pray the Lord my soul to keep it

Flash it down before I wait

For heaven’s sake I’m strapped up

The devil’s got a hold of me

I just need a bad bitch blind road cup feel me

Real niggers by my side, food up on my dinner plate

Driving on my own land looking for a remedy

Lord when I die I just hope that they remember me