
Merch It (Freestyle) ft. Nacoties, Deemun3y & TP Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Damn, Rizk, you're crazy
Ask DMoney, he' can merch
I can't even touch that bitch unless I'm off a perky
Yeah, up the fye, it got to twerking
My main bitch love me cause I'm swiping for some purses
Yeah, 300, got to swerving
Caught that boy in traffic, he had ducked his head
I swear that boy was nervous
Yeah, lil' Nate, that there was perfect
Walked up in this bitch, I'm cleaning as hell like dish detergent
Come in with them sticks
Like, bitch, we purging
I just hit a lift for 50 racks and now I'm splurging
Got a fine, ho from out of town
I think she Persian
On the scene, they nurses
Perky activated, slidin' down, it got me working
Ain't talking 9 to 5 , but I'm taxing for my service
Touchin all this chicken, your lil' ass can't get no turkey
Niggas wanna be delirious, acting Eddie Murphy
Call your bitch up and I tell that bitch to come and slurp me
Just another day and I just popped another 30
Running these bands up, nigga, I got it in a hurry
I shoot with my left nigga, my right like Stephen Curry
And you can get these hand niggas just like I'm Tyson Fury
Bitch, you heard me, bitch, I'm spinning off this perky
Last nigga tried me, yeah, I left him in the hearses
Call your man, bitch, up she kissed the dick
just like it's Hershey's
I pull up to Miami, hit the beach, and now I'm surfing
Chop it, eat his bones, and leave the nigga in the curses
Bitch, I'm off this 30, don't get no fuck
I write no verses
2012, we had Glocks, your lil' ass was out here jerking
Test my temper, ask the question
nigga, who gon' murk me
Bitch, I'm in Decatur
Bitch, I'm moving acres
All I know is paper, shooting better than Lakers
I got 30 on my hip right now, don't try and play me
In to it with my cousin, nigga, his mama couldn't even save him
Last name McQueen, nigga, I'm riding around with that Mater
And we gon' tow him out
Got the Glock, I'm showing out
More white shit than Biden house
She got the lo I'll buy it now
Nigga can't test my dimes out