No Mercy (intro)
That's that Kofi Black music
Oh, this is what we doin'?
Alright, uh
Took the cold out my heart went and put it on a watch
Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
But, ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position
Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision
God told me do it, so I did it on em.
And, hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em
Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on em
Since they want to pay attention, Ima bill it on em
I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her
She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
Then she went and dropped her panties
Fuck your heart, I want a Grammy
Don't take Molly
Don't take Xannies
But there's weed inside the pantry
I get high, to get by
She go low cuz she my hoe
Shout-out Reem, that's the bro
Shout-out to my muthafuckin woes
We ain't never home, we on the road
Ain't no letting up ain't catching up, we on a roll
Pull up in a skrrt skrrt, hop out then I brrrp brrrp
Cameras out, hold up let me pose
Pretty muthafucker put me on the front of Vogue
Niggas try to be tha bro, but they don't know the code
I put Her in History and sold around the globe
This about to be the greatest story never told, nigga
If you aint know, then now you know, nigga
I wasn't welcomed, I imposed, nigga
I put this dick inside her soul, nigga
Just to get up under niggas skin
Fuckin with the same sex, they say it's a sin
But I'm a dyke and she a fem, it's a synonym
Puttin M&Ms in the bank
Then I go and buy a pack of M&Ms nigga
Took the cold out my heart, went and put it on a watch
Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
But, ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position
Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision
God told me do it, so I did it on em.
And, hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em
I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her
She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on em
Since they want to pay attention, Ima bill it on em
Let's get it
Oh, this is what we doin'?
Alright, uh
Took the cold out my heart went and put it on a watch
Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
But, ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position
Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision
God told me do it, so I did it on em.
And, hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em
Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on em
Since they want to pay attention, Ima bill it on em
I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her
She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
Then she went and dropped her panties
Fuck your heart, I want a Grammy
Don't take Molly
Don't take Xannies
But there's weed inside the pantry
I get high, to get by
She go low cuz she my hoe
Shout-out Reem, that's the bro
Shout-out to my muthafuckin woes
We ain't never home, we on the road
Ain't no letting up ain't catching up, we on a roll
Pull up in a skrrt skrrt, hop out then I brrrp brrrp
Cameras out, hold up let me pose
Pretty muthafucker put me on the front of Vogue
Niggas try to be tha bro, but they don't know the code
I put Her in History and sold around the globe
This about to be the greatest story never told, nigga
If you aint know, then now you know, nigga
I wasn't welcomed, I imposed, nigga
I put this dick inside her soul, nigga
Just to get up under niggas skin
Fuckin with the same sex, they say it's a sin
But I'm a dyke and she a fem, it's a synonym
Puttin M&Ms in the bank
Then I go and buy a pack of M&Ms nigga
Took the cold out my heart, went and put it on a watch
Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
But, ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position
Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision
God told me do it, so I did it on em.
And, hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em
I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her
She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on em
Since they want to pay attention, Ima bill it on em
Let's get it
Credits
Writer(s): Katorah Marrero, Kofi Black
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