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mercocet – slatt science lyrics

[mercocet verse] im the weather man..mixin margiela steppin no minute man
revenge all on my body a thotty call me the tinder man
xanie in ha panties she actin like she dont give a d+mn
mercy ona mission you n+ggas  missin like quick sand
trey got toolie he loaded up just like taliband
most you n+ggas flexin thats a paintball gun in yo hand
f+ckin on thotty she want me cuz of my ray bans
150,000 in one pocket thats a rain dance

all you n+ggas p+ssy im jason wit outta face mask
you can’t really say that, pull up getchu chain sn+tched
all these n+ggas hatin cuz a n+gga set the way man
hard work payin off liln+gga b+tch im on vacation

shawty trynna f+ck mei said holdon waitta minute man
if that p+ssy trash she best be toppin off the ribbit man
i just dropped a bag neimans you can check the dividens

checked in at the ritz and i think she brought her best friends
but naked b+tches got 3 cookin in the kitchen
interview with vice while im eatin on this chicken
all these n+ggas gang till somebody come up missin
dont talk on my name if yo ass ain’t really wit sh+t b+tch

i’m in the booth someone give me a flat, catch me a opp and i empty the mac , ksav and merc hit the dip do the dash , shorty wanna f+ck me she like how i dab , don’t come through my hood no you can’t get a pass , bro got the drank tellem pour and relax , go stupid on beats so i’m feelin r+t+rded , ain’t go bread and you starvin like marvin, way too much swag on the kid check the drip, ballin like kobe i shoot it’s a swish , rich in my commas you live in a ditch, all of that doubt in you still ain’t gone win, raised in the hood grandma fryin that fish , block gettin hot trap phone jumpin like hop scotch ,feds keep on tappin just stay on the wi+fi , tech comin through and we jammin the signal , text that lil b+tch ask what her and her friends do , one step ahead and we serve in the rental, keep duckin feds cuz i’m hot with the missle, these n+ggas be hiding , scream what’s the issue , catch yo ass walking yo momma gone miss you, i get a text from yo b+tch she gone kick it , these n+ggas be scared cuz i pop rubber bands , b+tch put that dope in my hand i’m the man

- mercocet lyrics

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