Merch It Yungeen Ace
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[Intro]
Uh, yeah, yeah
Hmm-mmm
Yeah, uh-uh
Ayy, fuck it
He did what?
Tell him, "Merch it"
Fuck it, and that's on gang
[Refain]
Uh, I just skrrted off and did the dash on 'em (Skrrt)
5.56, I just dropped this mask on 'em (Dropped this mask on 'em)
Redrum hitter, they know I murder shit (They know I murder shit)
Out here on that block, that's where I left jit (That's where I left his ass)
Uh, he did what to Ace? Tell him, "Merch it, nigga" (Tell him, "Merch it, nigga")
Bag head, dependin' on how I'm feelin', I'll send any nigga (I'll send any nigga)
Uh, I just say the word, they gon' get up with 'em (They gon' get up with ya)
Uh, money do the talkin', I don't hear a nigga (I don't hear a nigga)
[Verse 1]
Ambulance on the way, I told 'em, "Check the news" (Check that shit)
I think I get back "Frrt," I have somethin' to prove (I have somethin' to prove)
You can't catch us lackin', shooters on the move (Uh, shooters on the move)
Simon said, "Go get him," Simon, say this dude (Simon, say this dude)
You can't get me with no bitch, so, please, don't send her at me (Please don't send her at me, uh-huh)
Hit her from the back and make her scream his addy (I'll get his ass)
She'll let you fuck, Backstreet try her ass (Backstreet try her ass)
All she seen was diamonds, she don't know how to act (Gold-digger)
Uh, yeah, yeah
Hmm-mmm
Yeah, uh-uh
Ayy, fuck it
He did what?
Tell him, "Merch it"
Fuck it, and that's on gang
[Refain]
Uh, I just skrrted off and did the dash on 'em (Skrrt)
5.56, I just dropped this mask on 'em (Dropped this mask on 'em)
Redrum hitter, they know I murder shit (They know I murder shit)
Out here on that block, that's where I left jit (That's where I left his ass)
Uh, he did what to Ace? Tell him, "Merch it, nigga" (Tell him, "Merch it, nigga")
Bag head, dependin' on how I'm feelin', I'll send any nigga (I'll send any nigga)
Uh, I just say the word, they gon' get up with 'em (They gon' get up with ya)
Uh, money do the talkin', I don't hear a nigga (I don't hear a nigga)
[Verse 1]
Ambulance on the way, I told 'em, "Check the news" (Check that shit)
I think I get back "Frrt," I have somethin' to prove (I have somethin' to prove)
You can't catch us lackin', shooters on the move (Uh, shooters on the move)
Simon said, "Go get him," Simon, say this dude (Simon, say this dude)
You can't get me with no bitch, so, please, don't send her at me (Please don't send her at me, uh-huh)
Hit her from the back and make her scream his addy (I'll get his ass)
She'll let you fuck, Backstreet try her ass (Backstreet try her ass)
All she seen was diamonds, she don't know how to act (Gold-digger)
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