Lord Have Mercy

Lyrics

[ Hook: S God ] S God, you know what the name is She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with Say you not a fan then you fuckin' faggots brainless Ask your god for mercy 'fore I hit you with the K bitch What I'm 'bout? Bitch I'm 'bout that gang shit She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with Say I'm not a god then you fuckin' faggots brainless Tryna come at me Imma hit you with the K bitch [ Verse 1: S God ] Better ask your god for mercy 'Cause comin' for my head will just leave you in a herse see Nothin' you could ever say will ever fuckin' hurt me I'm ridin' with the double styro sippin' on that dity Fuckin' with the God and Imma seperate your head and shoulders It ain't nothin' to me I'm conditioned like a fuckin' soldier Flushin' out the fakes and I'm drainin' all they life force All you pussies washed out what you even write for? I fuck bitches by the two I pop zannies by the ten And every bitch I ever fucked said they wish it wouldn't end I cash out with the squad and we ridin' 'round in Bentlys Keep the draco by my side just in case they try to end me Pussy boys gon' keep on talkin' throwin' dirt on my name But it's $15,000 just to make a flyer with my name I don' spent 3 grips on my motherfuckin' chain I ain't never spent a dime on a bitch stop playin' Who the fuck I think I am? I'm a God bitch don't fuck with me All you new rappers, really you can't fuck with me Stuntin' on you fuckers has become just so addictive I kill all you weak ass pussies I leave no surviving vitims [ Hook: S God ] S God, you know what the name is She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with Say you not a fan then you fuckin' faggots brainless Ask your god for mercy 'fore I hit you with the K bitch What I'm 'bout? Bitch I'm 'bout that gang shit She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with Say I'm not a god then you fuckin' faggots brainless Tryna come at me Imma hit you with the K bitch [ Verse 2: S God ] Big boy shit water drippin' off the Fiji crystals Say you got some guns but they lookin' like some water pistols I'm the undisputed king of Texas bitch don't challange me I go back to back on your ass I'm too damaging Pull up with the guns and I'm ready to blast Hollow tips out the crome at your ass I am like Gandolf cause you cannot pass Not 21 but I do got the mac All of these rappers they try but they lack Try to be dope but they just spittin' whack Pull up to the block and they wavin' white flags The reaper of rap I'm dressed in all black Ride with the hunneds I never get ones Keep talkin' shit I shoot at your lung Stupid lil' bitch cannot play with my funds Fuck on your hoe yes I bang her like drums You lookin' stupid you do not get stacks Imma keep ballin' collectin' the racks I might just pull up I'm sippin' on Ack Push on the button the top it go back Yuhh I'm just flexin' on these pussies Clamin' that they pro but they level be on rookie They can't beat my high score, bitch it's cause I write more Can't stand on my bankroll I'm too scared of heights whore Gang gang that's how I roll My shit cold, sub zero flow I ain't payin' for no pussy no They droppin' racks just to book me tho I been the best 2 tripple 0 I make bank you ain't makin' money tho I'm A1 you ain't fuckin' with the flow It's AG from the TX hoe [ Hook: S God ] S God, you know what the name is She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with Say you not a fan then you fuckin' faggots brainless Ask your god for mercy 'fore I hit you with the K bitch What I'm 'bout? Bitch I'm 'bout that gang shit She comin' home with me cause it's fuck who she came with Say I'm not a god then you fuckin' faggots brainless Tryna come at me Imma hit you with the K bitch