Video Give Em 40 Wit The Percs de Akachi 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Akachi - Give Em 40 Wit The Percs Lyrics

[Intro]
That's going crazy
I'm crazy as hell bro, on god
Geek up and shit
Akachi beats
Bitch gon make it twerk
And she came through with the Percs
Bitch gon make it twerk
And she came through with the Percs

[Chorus]
Bitch gon make it twerk
And she came through with the Percs
$1,500 my shirt
Kicks $300, Lil Durk
Smoking OG no purp
Fuck on that bitch when I get off them Percs
My bitch is Givenchy her bag is a Birkin
I get the lean cheap cuz I'm fucking my nurse

[Verse 1]
Money make a lil bitch twerk
Bet you I get her right back on the first
You talking too much, get put on a shirt
I'm charging a arm and a leg for a verse
You ain't sipping on Wock that's Tuss
Hop out the Uber don't hop out no bus
I'm stacking my bread, I might save you the crust
I got a stripper that work [?]
My bitch with a K, just like Karetta
Stacking that money, I'm stacking that cheddar
You wouldn't believe what I paid for the sweater
My shirt is Cavalli, my sneakers Margiela
I caught that lil bitch like a heckler
AR pistol right inside of my dresser
Flex on these boys in my [?] leather
Get this money when I go to the teller
[Chorus]
Bitch gon make it twerk
And she came through with the Percs
$1,500 my shirt
Kicks $300, Lil Durk
Smoking OG no purp
Fuck on that bitch when I get off them Percs
My bitch is Givenchy her bag is a Birkin
I get the lean cheap cuz I'm fucking my nurse

[Verse 2]
Money make a lil bitch geek
I need me some food from [?]
[?] cop a Patek
Fuck her so good that I fuck up my sheets
Need me some mill's like I'm Meek
These niggas seven days, these niggas so weak
I'm dripping so hard that they calling me leak
I need the neck from ya bitch [?]
Before I sip liquor, I'd rather sip yellow
I got that purple on me, Donatello
I'm about to cop me some ice from [?]
I got that white like a ashy ass elbow
I be just moving [?] like mellow
I [?] like Elmo
I been doing this shit since a jit
Just like a [?] I be hitting these licks
Call her a Banana, I fucked her she split
I shoot like I'm Hamilton, feel like I'm rich
The clothes that I got, you niggas can't get
I run through the hole just like I'm Emmitt Smith
You miss your shot just like J.R. Smith
I fucked me a Vixen right there at the Ritz
These niggas soft, they more softer than grits
Pour me a two plus a four, that's a six
[Chorus]
Bitch gon make it twerk
And she came through with the Percs
$1,500 my shirt
Kicks $300, Lil Durk
Smoking OG no purp
Fuck on that bitch when I get off them Percs
My bitch is Givenchy her bag is a Birkin
I get the lean cheap cuz I'm fucking my nurse