Mercy

[Intro]

It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth

It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth

When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound

Believe! Believe!

[Hook x4]

Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty

I’m in that two seat Lambo with your girl she tryna jerk me

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

I’m rocking bally walking the valley of death

Vacheron cost a Lambo, you niggas in debt

I ain’t want to fuck your girl, I just wanted a fresh

After BIG, Puff told me I was the best

Still is that drop nigga

Cocaine, Ciroc nigga

Pull up on that yacht nigga

Detectors know I’m hot nigga

Hostile, mob style, rough childs

Trench coat, half cal, my dick hang to my caf now

Real nigga, I woke up with a kilo

Real bitch, keep kissing on my pee hole

Paid in full, bitch I think I’m Rico

It’s Rozay, I sold food like C Lo

[Hook x2]

[Bridge:]

It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth

It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth

When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound

Believe! Believe!

[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh]

I’m in that Lamborghini drop top

Gunning for the top spot

Gold Rollie, my watch froze

You would think the clock stopped

Countin hella 20’s, get into my dreams

Ballin with my niggas

Your girl gon fuck the team

Now I been off that Jameson so I might need her name again

I came to win, she’s just tryna kick it like it’s 4th and 10

Give it as she gon run it back

Her legs spread like a jumping jack

Her other man, he hella whack

And he don’t stack it like Rockie stacks

Seen more clothes than a laundry man

More whips then Kunta back

Like racism, I’mma be around

Cigar niggas get used to that

[Hook x2]

[Bridge x2]

[Verse 3: Kanye West]

Let the suicide doors up

I do suicides on the tour bus

I do suicides on the private jet

You know what that mean, I’m fly to death

I step in death jam building like I’m the shit

Tell em give me 50 million and I’mma quit

Most rappers taste level ain’t at my waist level

Turn up the bass til it’s up in your face level

Don’t do no press but I get the most press key

Plus you’re my bitch, make your bitch look like precious

Talk about Mary, she gon off that Molly

Navajo party, it’s melted like Dali

Now everybody is moving their body

Don’t sell me apartment, I move in the lobby

Niggas is loadin just to feel important

You gon see lawyers and niggas and Jordans

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]

Now catch up to my campaign

Coupe the color of mayonnaise

I’m drunk and high at the same time

Drinkin’ champagne on the airplane

Spit rounds like the gun range

Beat it up like Rampage

100 bands, cut ya girl now your girl need a bandaid

Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon

Black diamonds backpack around me

Cosigned by Louis Vuitton

Horse power, horse power

All this Polo on I got horse power

Pound of this cost 4 thousand

I make it rain, she want more showers

Rain pourin’, all my cars is foreign

All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan

[Hook x2]

[Bridge x2]