Out Da Gutta Dom Corleo

[Intro]
Mercy

[Verse]
I ain't finna go and cap, did it by myself, I really up the score on 'em
I been playin' wit' them sticks, I got it on me, I really up the pole on 'em
She wanna fuck wit' them lames, ok
My wrist [?]
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That pretty lil' face
Bet you lie anyway
It's so hard to maintain, yeah
You want me to be myself when I'm not fuckin' wit' you
I feel right up on them pills, so I'ma keep 'em in the picture
This shit right here did it, you wanna take me out the picture, yeah
This time you should know
I got this shit on my own
So I ain't playin' wit' a hoe
My diamonds shine, real VV's on my neck, you ain't got stones
Get up on that road, baby
I don't rеally know where I'm going, baby
You know that you got my soul, baby
Ballin' on 'em, I'ma glow baby
Stuntin' on thеse lil' hoes, baby
Flexin on your lil' 'Gram wit' them lil' poles, you ain't gon' shoot crazy
I just know for real
I think I'm fuckin' wit' the uppers
I done came up out the gutter
I hope all the opps suffer
Oh, that's your bitch up over there?
Fuck it, I'ma still fuck her
Walked up in this bitch dolo, I done came in wit' a cutter
'Cause I don't care about nun'
I don't care 'bout no pussy ass lil' dude that ain't on nun'
I'ma sit back and smoke on this lil' blunt, kick that cup
So know that shit not good for me
And I know it's that shit killin' me slowly