m​erci lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, ah-ah-ah (If you don't f*ck with Blue Money, well, then you're just a b*tch-ass trick)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah

[Verse]
n*gga always got a hand out, blowin' like a fan, oh yeah
Some sh*t you gotta stand on, yeah
I'ma knock ya man down, yeah, n*ggas hoppin' out the Bent', oh yeah
Merci, that's the band, oh yeah, hella bricks in the bando, yeah
I'on give a damn 'bout y'all, I would never tell on ya
I'm never sellin' ya, new opp in heaven, yeah
Feel like Heaven, yeah, yo' b*tch a seven, yeah
Youn't want no stick talk n*gga, no, b*tch, I ain't yo' n*gga
I just want the bankroll, n*gga, Gen5, it's gon spank y'all n*ggas
And I'm smokin dank lil n*gga, doin sh*t that you can't lil n*gga
I'on see no rank, nah, n*gga, Drac' finna bake y'all n*ggas
Fell for the bait, yah n*gga, only takе one call, n*gga
She ain't wearing no bra, n*gga, gеt off my balls, yeah
n*gga, that's my dawg, yeah, and you know I'm tryna ball, yeah
I just wanna get 'em all, yeah, n*gga finna get them all, yeah
Bad b*tch, get the bone, yeah, shooters, I'ma sic 'em on ya
n*ggas gettin sick, aw f*ck, n*ggas gettin sent all up
I ain't spendin sh*t on her, boy, I'm finna sh*t on ya
I been dropping di*k on her, Glocks gettin' bent, hell yeah
b*tch gettin' thick, oh yeah, I'ma spend your rent, oh yeah
n*ggas doin fent, hell yeah, I ain't never fit in, yeah
Scorin' just like Pippen, yeah, hoes that I'm pimpin, yeah
Money like a Kingpin, yeah, swimmin' in the deep end, yeah
I could put my feet in, yeah, I just know it's me and you
Ask what the meat can do, I see me and you
Big ass chop, bandu, n*gga got popped, man, who?
And they call me Glock Man Joe, and I play sh*t, banjo
We don't play sh*t, man, no, you know I can't go
[Outro]
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah (I can't go, yeah)
(You know I can't go)
(Sele)