Merch ft. NLMB Twinn & Jae trilogy Lyrics

Merch, Merch, Merch, Merch

Merch, Merch, Merch, Merch

I hop in the Benz, can't walk in my shoes

Can't see through my lens, me and Brody stackin' paper

As tall as a tower, no way out of the plane

Take down my twins, beat knockin

Need a paper and pen, hater in disguise

Look, I'm scarin' they eyes, tell them Merch won't win

Steppin' in boots, so pass me the tens

Break it down to the block, 50-50 with my cans

I'm snappin' on beat, fat back, punch me in

Merch, fat man on the plan

All black, fit like I'm Duck Suntan

I'm spittin' hot fire, no need for a band

If you listen to me while you see me, you ran

Call it back, you wanna be my friend on the gram

You not my dawgs, you is not one of them

You is not my con, you is not my twin

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Nigga said he chasing briefs but he broke

Fuck nigga just merch it

Nah I ain't a cent baby I ain't po'hut

Nah I ain't buy no purchase

Front on DnD I ain't tryna talk I don't need ain't got no service

Nigga try the gods put that belt on him he got that shit the worstest

The worst way lonely

KC came and leave you left for my birthday

Get money and fuck these hoes love nigga

Shit that's my jersey

I don't got no time to lay up

Babe right now can we skip this foreplay

I hang with some killers out with that stick

And they letting it off in broad daylight nigga

That shit just merch it

You aint, it got no beats just merch it

Hitters out with the heat niggas surging

I take your word nigga just merch it

Light nigga, just merch it

You aint, it got no beat just merch it

Hitters out with the heat niggas surging

I take your word nigga just merch it