Intro: Nigga man Mercy Go Crazy, Ay turn up Merc Man, Hell yeah Turn Up, I need some water low key, You know how we do, Turn Up Turn Up, BPC shit, turn up turn up, Aight FUCK A JAMAL!!!
OOOHHH OOOHHH OOOHHH
Verse:1
I'm from Uptown where we go bananas, screaming free my niggas up in Vienna
Not one Christmas I ain't see a Santa, love my OG cause she made it happen
This is Chitown not Chiraq, but them lil shorties be bout action
Go to jail, make the bail, smoke a L, and I'm back trappin
Sell real dope, bust real poles, plugged with real with folks I ain't just rapping
You get man down, you a damn clown, get fan down we can get it crackin
Two hunnit shots in this mini van, Can't change yo mind bet this semi can
Cashed out on five thousand phones and I swear to God we made fifty grand
Finessing off of this green dot, bad bitch fake Instagram
Bust hollow shells... Hell, for any man Fendi Chanel for my pretty friend
Just made a band did the Diddy dance, Ya yesterday like a fitted cap
I'm so connected like the internet, last name Great so I been the best
In North Memphis like Young Dolph, fourty guns no gun card
I'm so good in my hood like a six piece and some mild sauce
With the 7-4's stacking on B.O.S, Solid 4's they gimmie half off
I'm so fresh like Altoid, I'm marijuana kush cowboy
I'm not P.Diddy, Will Smith, or Martin Lawrence but I'm a bad boy
Fuck with real drillers I'm down For, in the South Burbs it go down boy
Bust hollow shells at yo coffin fam, get out the car make sure you dead
I'm from Chiraq's Suburbs, man University Parkistan
I got real bitches that's bonafied for flat fee they'll do a homicide
Leave his loved ones all dramatized, Got his partners hot and his mama crying
DukeWorld I'm really with it, at Craig Park getting head from Venice
At the barber shop, Stan get the clippers, Need a fresh lining for these new bitches
U.P-town DukeWorld Gang, you wonder why I holla L's Gang
I been left but your girl came, Man I spent a check on that pearl thang
Speeding fast in that third lane I just get the drop like a sperm bank
Got thirty nine in my bird safe, Feds on my ass cause I serve thangs
Still getting bread with them GD's ask The Mob they need me
And if that's the case, Im assassinate every time I hear me a beat beat
I'm fluent with music, I fuse in and go stupid
I'm Crusin with Susan, and Susan my cool bitch
That's ape bars I need eight more, them eight broads I need eight more
Them grape drawers I paid for, Ask Kayla I stay hard
Can't see ya I'm Ray Charles hit strip clubs blow cake off
That thirty-eight bull dog will sho blow yo face off
That's real shit, Niggas snitching that's real bitch Real niggas they feel this, who the fucked turned on my kill switch?
I'm getting head in that white house that's what I'm bout on that Bill shit
My lil niggas they drill shit, she yo wife, well I'll still hit
I see a temple, let's build this, I'm a new nigga you gotta deal with
Next morning I'm still lit, and my ex shorty I can still hit
Mercy trying to get real rich, Model hoes on my heels kid
I'm bout the M's that's millions, tryna sacrifice for my children
I only got one but I'm Busting hoe so it's probably be more to come
My choppa blow about to cock it hoe, got the mac on me and that fourty gun
Twenty niggas fourty guns, Clap then wack and shorty done
Fucked in front of shorty son, Mercy Great the Warrior Ooohhh!!!
Outro: Talking
