33mercury - showtime! lyrics
imma sucker punch a b+tch
and then i’m gonna beat her man’s up
he claiming there’s no problems
but on insta he go act tuff
that’s crazy bro
i’m wit it tho
you wanna throw some hands hoe
sit back, and just vibe, we ain’t messin wit no 50
stay strapped, wit a gat, on my hip, that’s an extendo
i’m ready to go off yeah i’ve ready from the get go
they say that i ain’t sh+t but i’ve been ready to blow up
but when im getting h+lla racks, don’t want you back, cuz you a nat, fax
aye yuh
i been running out of things to say aye
lately i’ve been up and down with people say no names hey
catch fades
don’t play games
lil b+tch we ain’t the same wait
was postеd at the bottom for a while now i’m great , ugh
put you down, dirtеd
i’m 33, i merked him
a clown, yeah you the circus
this song, it got chu nervous
i’m doing this on purpose
i’m doing you a service
f+cking it up and i’m breaking her back
and i’m never gone stop cuz im rapping too fast
and i’m running the mile, and i never look back
i’m taking a break, i’m hitting the gas
you wanna step up, get put on yo ass
when you get the fame, how long will you last
they f+cking and sucking do nothing for money but half of these b+tches be cappin uh
stop
hault aye
switching the flow
pop thrity xanies
then drop to the flo b+tch
get into fights, gonna get blood on my fists
wanna step down, b+tch i call that a forfeit
hopped in the whip, now im bumping my new sh+t
can tear me down, cuz im still making music
(ha70thesaiyan)
come up with a big body long trump barrel, like a elephant
decapate his body, then forget cause he ain’t relevant
movin packs up out the bag, not smoking but im selling it
the police can’t save you, no reason for you telling then
frags up in my mini bag
he barking, but he kitty cat
100 pounds, but my pockets got me looking skinny fat
swat em with the choppa, cause he just a itty bitty gnat
been a saiyan since a little baby, was a angry brat
remember that
write it down, you can take a picture of it
serving hot hollows like i really bake them in the oven
super bad dweeb, when im strollin i be mclovin
me against the world, 2pac, i be big thugging
ouu, see intruders yeah my choppa make him back up
hit man, money on yo head if you act up
i ain’t playin basketball, got money in my nike duff
you can come and see about me if you think my words might be bluff
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