Black Mercy Lyrics

Whipping it fast in the Mercy (Yuh)

Car all black like Shuri (Yuh)

Paint job clean, ride dirty (Yuh)

And I'm all in my bag like Birkin (Yuh)

Bad ting twerking, blurring up my vision, now I'm tripping

Puffing the endo, fogging the window, smoking on black widow

More boredom than stardom, four lines of some star dust

Two bottles of some Dusse and a stripper with a booty

Put it all together, that's the perfect concoction

But this lifestyle still have me feeling nauseous

I think I'm 'bout to yak off these lines of the yak

Sipping Jack with my nigga Zack and we in the back

Gimme that, sipping lean in the 'lac, snap a flick

You in awe, lock ya jaw like Kodak

Young, wild, reckless, young while restless

Sleeping in the stars, eating galaxies for breakfast

God tatted on me, treat it as a name tape

It's my fate with a full plate, cut the work like steak

In a Mercy, color Negro, pieced up like Lego

Ferrari in the background and Space Coupe my next flow

Can't stop, won't stop 'til I get the band in my hand

With the work with my other hand

I'm the man

Please tell me, do you understand?

Stirring the pot, no dishes

Making bad decisions

She let my peter park her, man I love these freaky bitches

She rocking my chain for the drip

Say that she loving the freeze

Leaving a stain on her lip

Say that she don't want to leave

I think she love me, want to be my cuddle buddy

But I only want the money and these diamonds on my knuckles

Get the ice and now I'm frio, pockets lined up with dinero

Knuckles white like Al Pacino, might go cop an El Camino

Just to pull out, hop out, show out

Fashion nova when I go out

New girl got herself a blow out

Give her gems that look like coca

Looking like the future 'cause I really am the plug

Giving dope D, yeah one hit will have you stuck

Living like a rock, rock, rockstar

Pick her up then pull her over like a cop car

Flashing lights

It's too bright

Diamonds on my neck colored yellow, black, and white

Paper over pussy, groupie hoes don't impress me

Forgiato on the Mercy, whip looking sexy

Black bull bezeled, hella diamonds on my necklace

Hair trigger on the pistol so please don't test me

Can't stop, won't stop 'til I get the band in my hand

With the work with my other hand

I'm the man

Please tell me, do you understand?

Black Mercy