Mercy with Doubt lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, yeah
She so f*ckin' crazy man

[Chorus]
Slimeball, yeah, wish death upon me
All these n*ggas hatin', wish death upon me
n*ggas wanna kill me, they hate 'round me
Damn, n*ggas used to hate, lotta n*ggas doubt me
Yeah, I know they wanna be me
b*tches love me, they see me on they TV
All this goddamn money up close, ooh, it's 3D
Whole lotta money, baby, all on me

[Verse 1]
Yeah, came a long way from robbin' n*ggas for that Tony
I used to rob n*ggas for that Tony
And come and sell to the block, to the dope fiends
A young n*gga with a motherf*ckin' dope dream, but I was a robber
Didn't have enough dope, so I was a robber
Take this and anything that come my way, I had to cross it
You is not my dawgs, then f*ck it, I'ma cross ya, yeah
I'm a slime, I'm a boss, bruh, yeah
All of this money, do you know what it cost 'round here? Yeah
I bring the shooters 'round me, man, they hang 'round here
Never switchin' up on my dawg, ain't nothin' but gang 'round here
Yeah, pus*y n*gga used to doubt me
Now I got your b*tch and she wanna give me mouthy
Yeah, know that b*tch on my IG
Damn, I know that ain't your wifey, yeah (Okay)
I just wanna f*ck her, yeah, so nicey, yeah
Put a little nut on her white teeth, yeah
Yeah, that sh*t so nice, clean, yeah
I'm a Slimeball, they don't like me, yeah
[Chorus]
Slimeball, yeah, wish death upon me
All this n*ggas hatin', wish death upon me
n*ggas wanna kill me, they hate 'round me
Damn, n*ggas used to hate, lotta n*ggas doubt me
Yeah, I know they wanna be me
b*tches love me, they see me on they TV
All this goddamn money up close, ooh, it's 3D
Whole lotta money, baby, all on me

[Verse 2]
Rack it up, then I stack it up
Back in the booty club, f*ckin' it up
I got the b*tches, they pullin' up
All of these hoes, they wanna f*ck, yeah, on me, okay
b*tch, I got this money, baby, yeah, it's on me
Fully loaded, loaded baked potato
Young n*gga havin' the paper, yeah, f*ck all my haters
All this goddamn paper, my hater motivate me
b*tch, I really get money, you know this city, it made me, yeah
Ridin' with the stick, real crazy
n*gga talkin' crazy, I pull up, I go brazy
Yeah, and you know just how I'm rockin'
b*tch, I'm high, I'm poppin'
So n*gga, what's poppin?
All that goddamn poppin', you need to stop it
Slimeball (Slimeball) yeah yeah, Slimeball
All these n*ggas know my Slimeball
And I don't motherf*ckin' like y'all
[Chorus]
Slimeball, yeah, wish death upon me
All this n*ggas hatin', wish death upon me
n*ggas wanna kill me, they hate 'round me
Damn, n*ggas used to hate, lotta n*ggas doubt me
Yeah, I know they wanna be me
b*tches love me, they see me on they TV
All this goddamn money up close, ooh, it's 3D
Whole lotta money, baby, all on me