Perm - Troy Ave

BSB Records

We the number one independent label in the streets, I’m just telling you what

it is and it is what I tell you

(Powder)

It’s a drought and I’m getting some more today

I’m the nigga with the weight, other niggas gotta wait

I’m make this work through magic before I sit it on the plate

Harry Potter nah Houdini all that’s missing is a cape

When I’m in Rhode Island, all I’m hitting is the capes

and them bitches get to the cake

Moving the type of sleeves that you don’t roll down

And I don’t love hoes so when I’m in town

One night only, after that they the homies

If they keep it trill I’m treating them like they trophies

Better yet a mule, bet I’m not a fool

If you ain’t down to help me get no money then we ain’t cool

Fuck fake friends, paid a buck for the Benz

Threw it on my album cover and I left the stock rims

Literally, picture me rolling on my 2Pac

You on the trap nowhere

Nigga I’m a savage, nigga I’m a savage

Getting crazy paper, Count on weekends and it’s madness

I’ma hit the bitch, even if the bitch is average

I’m just here to fuck, I ain’t interested in marriage

Married to the game, different birds be my boo

BSB the game and cocaine get us through

The bad times, the good grind baby earn

Now everybody over here straight like a perm

If money’s the root of evil then say I’m down the devil

Now on my arrival, smell like some

Fuck the Pyrex inhale

I love the aroma, you’re other plug shit stale

My work is direct delete from Guatemala

Free shipping, free chicken whipping dollars

M, O, capital B, feel free to holla'

If you ain’t talking money too, the fuck you talking 'bout

My women ride Range Rovers and GPS they routes

On the road to riches

Unimpressed by pictures

To get her pussy wet you gotta start with six figures

Or better seven

Step your shit up get a ladder

I stepped on bricks, now I’m up

Sitting with the ladder

I’m just telling you what it is and it is what I tell you

Dope boy, Troy Ave my flow crazier than

Nigga I’m a savage, nigga I’m a savage

Getting crazy paper, Count on weekends and it’s madness

I’ma hit the bitch, even if the bitch is average

I’m just here to fuck, I ain’t interested in marriage

Married to the game, different birds be my boo

BSB the game and cocaine get us through

The bad time, the good grind baby earn

Now everybody of here straight like a perm