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

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