No Love, No Mercy

No love no mercy in my bag shit I’ve been
On my rap shit yuh

No love no mercy in my bag shit , I’ve been trapping bros toting full automatics
Things get tragic
Dropped him down a man into his casket
Holes in his souls it’s never old no it keeps me laughing
Look in the eyes of a fucking addict
Don’t flash the time around the gang they’ll kill for a Patek
My goons batshit
If they got a pound out in the hood they living lavish
To me it’s side cashing
Another bag grabbed in
Slide out with that pocket rocket get it blasting
It’s never not active
I’m on my high path
To the Guap , ya bitch gon give me top
She hit me for the rock
She said she said (what)
It’s the best shit on the block
And the she bought a lot
I hit my dance like hitting Raw

Ayy
Raw cones , and I’m in her like I’m filling up a right roll
Ain’t no space , but it’s nice like I roll I go High those nights went by tho
Enemies , the inner me everywhere that I go
Beating me physically, mentally I’m psycho
I can’t see clearly it’s merely me an eye sore
Midst In her high eyes like calling Corey high bro

Fuck yuh
Dropped him down a man into his casket
He shouldn’t have been lacking
Bitch you got the bloody eyes of an addict
It wasn’t hard to let you go
Just had to let you know
Got me fucked up like edibles

No love no mercy in my bag shit
I’ve been trapping , I’ve been trapping
Bro totes them automatics , he’ll bring the havoc , hell let ya have it , don’t want no static

Fuck it ima go stupid , fucked around and made it sound written
But I’ve been so hard from the start oh my god settle down girls I’m not talking about my erection
God damn no lie I’m the man
Fuck with the gang and they might lay you out
Big guns lots of rounds
Why you was hard but I ain’t seen you round
Like smoking dank
In my town
Aim the beam at ya house
Couple of goons that I know on your route
There’s a couple of goons that I know on your route
Yuh
Dropped him down a man into his casket
I’ve been on my rap shit
Bro totes them automatics
Well I’ve been
Hell let ya have it
On my rap shit bout it

No love no mercy in my bag shit , I’ve been trapping bros toting full automatics
Things get tragic
Dropped him down a man into his casket
Holes in his souls it’s never old no it keeps me laughing
Bitch you got the bloody eyes of an addict
Don’t flash the time gang kill for a Patek
My goons batshit
If they got a pound out in the hood they living lavish
To me it’s side cashing
Another bag grabbed in
Slide out with that pocket rocket get it blasting
It’s never not active
I’m on my high path
To the Guap , ya bitch gon give me top
She hit me for the rock
She said she said (what)
It’s the best shit on the block
And the she bought a lot
I hit my dance like hitting Raw

No love no mercy in my bag shit , I’ve been trapping bros toting full automatics
Things get tragic
Dropped him down a man into his casket
Ive been on my rap shit
Bro totes them automatics
Well I’ve been
On my rap shit
Hell let ya have it
Hell break ya habits
Them automatics
Yuh yuh