Mercy - GB4GH lyrics

Getting bread for giving head Y'all broke a**es is left for dead All you need to know is my sh** real So I'mma let you know just how i feel Ahout out to all my bad b**hes cuz you already know Weridin round and we gettin it I'mma tell you how i get that cash My a** i make it clap Cuz bandz a make me dance And i get them racks on racks Its the money muffin b-trixx Hoppin on all these dicks Eastside Winter We sick She wanna fight me ill 2-piece it I got bars L,like i came from mars we actin like we stars and drivin foreign cars I dont even need a cause Like rick ross im a boss Gb4gh we get that money all day Blow trees and get honey You know im bout that money First i get the quick then im s**in on that dick Rodon round like we rich When we leave yeah we missed Stealin sh** cuz we slick but word is i dont need it Mercy get that d See n***as always need me Slow day that broke day Sittin down like okay My n***a he straight phony But im still ridin that pony Gunshot i got one shot You see us and you call the cops like terrorist we droppin bombs Gettin bread for givin head bloods straight up wearin red Crips take it to the head bad b**hes gettin bread We could turn it up Shake on sight Tell me what you want and ill give you what you like When it comes down to it i could do it all nigt I know how you like it so ill do it just right