Mercedes Juice WRLD

I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came
Fuck the bank 'til the guap came
I fell in love with that bitch, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't love the same thing
I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah
Fuck the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)
I fell in love with her pussy, she love cocaine
Too bad we don't like the same things
Uh

Ain't no timbеrland, I boot it up, (yеah, ayy)
One second, it's lеave mе 'lone
Then, I don't want to be alone
Yeah, I want you to leave me 'lone

I feel like a boss, bitch, you're fired, you laid off
A killer at heart, bitch, I feel like I'm Adolf
In the cut, my AK on me, I'm goin let it off
Don't believe me try me, yeah, yeah, yeah, i get it off

Its got a .45 bitch, yeah
With a .9 bitch, you know you ain't my bitch
You's a sidekick, you know you ain't my bitch
You's a sidekick (I still make her ride it like a bike)

I get ghost up in that ghost, huh
Yeah, I do the most
Brag up on 'em, and I boast, yeah
Pop a bottle, pop a model, same thing in my eyes
Run up on me, .40 on me, leave you traumatized
Yeah yeah, ay