We all come down

I be lil mercy, I'm burnin' a way
I'm too faded hot heavy I'm sippin' today
Get up whenever I want and my pistol might pop if it go in a pivotal way
Like what can I say, mixing mud with the angst?
I was the one making minimum wage
Now when you see me I move on the stage with the chains and the gang in the back either way
Pissed off, ima spit in ya face
Tik-Tok, I ain't riding the wave
Big dogs, when we walk in the place
Stick talk, covid cough in ya face
I don't give a fuck, bitch, no
Stack bread, get rich, hoe
Bullets flying from my steel pole, in the window seal, how this shit go
Like I been smoking on moon rocks too many days, with no T-break
Hit me up when yo mood soft, cause yo mood wrong, get you hit in the face
Moving silly with these bands up
Chicken dinner, need a phantom
JDM way I scrape, hmm
Nah I don't owe you no plate, huh
Fuck up outta my face

Get fuck up outta place, huh
Get the fuck up outta my face
Get the fuck up outta my face
Get the fuck up outta my-

Face this blunt might lace it
Pour no .40s in my double cup
I don't think I'm fucked enough
I double up, we ran it up
Stand guard outside of my castle
Bitch you gonna see me whenever I whip the roads
I cannot be the one shoulder you go to
Whenever you need to go cry, I'm cold
Then we go ghost and duck and slide and creeping sippin' Aquafina
You gotta kick the rocks and beat it up or you cant hit my reefer
Sippin', sippin' hi-c
Know my neighbors don't like me
Kick off on the right foot, spittin' all on the right beats
I disappear, go ghost, nobody don't like me
I disappear go ghost, nobody don't like me



Credits
Writer(s): Logan Spencer
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