Lord have mercy
(You dit ndwgo iterally dead asf)

Lord have mercy

If a pussy want a problem
I can help but solve it
For Fuckboys I'm a headache
But for bitches I'm a target
Extra chrome, retarded
Should've been aborted
Dick out like I'm Calvin, because I piss on them regardless
Two percs, I just started
Four percs feeling conscious
Five the nine, I'm for the gang, still ain't feeling nauseous
Twenty percs I'm talking, the demons round' me walking
Only got a hour before I'm right back to withdrawing
Catch a opp while jogging, and send him on a skywalk
Streets ain't for everyone, that's why they made the sidewalk
I don't really like this beat, so I just let the ice talk
Sipping on generic sprite, what you know the pint worth?
That bitch with a tight, on my wood like Pine-Sol
Riding on some Forgiato's and a fucking
What the fuck's a night off, haters having type-offs
Someone check these pussies and make sure they get they Midol
Who they said they with? Uh-uh, bitch we never heard of you
Think you got the percs, but it's that I'm serving you
I in the foreign coupe, probably screaming fuck the blue
They askin' what do we do, and I'm like, well what didn't we?
Fuck all that civility, psycho shit is still in me
Demons steady tempting me
The trinity, anti-social tendencies
I-I can't fuck with hoes that be fucking up my energy
Let me repeat
They ain't seeing me, I been stepping on them
It's the G' in me, got me twisting fingers, repping on them
Keep a TEC up on them, die for my respect at any moment
Bet my life up on it, now I'm flexing on all of my opponents
Bitch with daddy issues, call me papa
6-2, fell in love with choppas
Grey-59 the mafia, they some deal
Should of went to church, but I'm with the pill poppers

It was always gonna be, suicide the back up plan
Who the fuck you think, all these labels shadow-banned?
Oh, wait what he mean
Loose change at my feet, I take the stage no back up band