Lorda Mercy

[Intro: AD] Yeah Yeah (Python, where your tag at?) Ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what? What? Go, shit Look [Verse 1: AD] AD the most, but Python call me Bucko (Yeah) Still in the trenches, all my locs really cutthroat (Yeah) Devil in my ear, but still give praise to the utmost (Yeah) Break a sweat like Keith, hoes singin' like they cut close (Yeah) Fuck the future, I follow rules from the ’90s (Ha) LA fitted on, hit bases like I'm on timing Don't put no trust in no ho, these bitches grimy (Yeah) Niggas on thе sidelines, I know they wanna linе me But they can’t, though (Can't) An old soul, but I ain't never rock no Kangol (Hey) These niggas coolin' so much like it's Django (Damn) Hit the box, turn his whole floor to Halo (Blatt, blatt) They'll get a halo (Yeah) I manifested everything I do now (Yeah, yeah) Look up in the mirror, got the juice, it's you now (Yeah, yeah) These niggas jokers, hit the scene like true clowns (Yeah) Jump up in the whip, grab a strap like who's down? Wait a minute (Yeah, hey) [Interlude: Ab-Soul] Yuh dun know Wag— wagwa— wagwan Lord have mercy Bring me water when I’m thirsty Ayy, man [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Crop long, but I never turned down no fades Glock on pop, no face, then no case Tinted Prada lenses, never throwin’ no shade Big bitch, lil' pooch, I ain’t got no complaints Rollie on me, tryna channel GNR, though Tapped in with the plug, that's mi hermano ¿Qué fue? Can't wait, I need all of my chili Nah, really, it's up like all of y’all ceilings Fuck OJ, all the game is cutthroat I might be decapitated by the end of this flow AR full of sleepy hollows, stay woke And keep your head up like a 2Pac quote "Whole lotta gang shit" the new motto Members only, no wolf tickets, go play the lotto What the fuck? Used to get a whoopin' for gettin' eight D's Now I take 'em to school on the same beat with cuz [Outro: Ab-Soul] Huh Soulo Oh