Mask Off

Future

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    Call it how it is
    Hendrix
    I promise, I swear, I swear
    You heard, spit it, yo

    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Rep the set, gotta rep the set
    Chase a check, never chase a bitch
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Chase a check, never chase a bitch
    (Don't chase no bitches)

    Two cups, toast up with the gang
    From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain
    Out the bottom, I'm the livin' proof
    Ain't compromising, half a million on the Coupe
    Drug houses, lookin' like Peru
    Graduated, I was overdue
    Pink molly, I can barely move
    Ask about me, I'm gon' bust a move
    Rick James, 33 chains
    Ocean air, cruisin' Biscayne
    Top off, that’s a liability
    Hit the gas, boostin' my adrenaline

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    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Rep the set, gotta rep the set
    Chase a check, never chase a bitch
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Chase a check, never chase a bitch
    (Don't chase no bitches)

    Four door Maybach, I drive anything
    Buy my Range, make ‘em go insane
    (Oh my Lord, praise him be)
    My guillotine, drank promethazine
    TEC and beams, go to those extremes
    Parliament, calamari Wednesday
    Parlay in Vegas, we was in attendance
    Before the business, Theodore lenses
    Theo-Dur prescriptions, focus on the missions
    Intermission, never take a break
    Switch states, touch down, foreign plates
    Ain’t no way, ain’t no fucking way
    We call the play, we didn’t come to play
    Rob the bank, we gon' rob the game
    They gang, they gang, we gang, but they are not the same

    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Rep the set, gotta rep the set
    Chase a check, never chase a bitch
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Percocets, molly, Percocets
    Chase a check, never chase a bitch
    (Don't chase no bitches)

    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Mask on, fuck it, mask off
    Gas gone, never nod off
    (Cold chills, prison cells)
    (Oh my Lord, praise him be)

    Song details

    Composition: Tommy Z Butler, Nayvadius Wilburn, Metro, and Dj Esco

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