Merch

Yeah

Taz what up?

TrakkAddicts what up?

Uh, uh
(TrakkAddicts lil bitch)

(Chorus)
I ain't even got the time
I ain’t even got the time for you niggas (yeah!)
Acting phony wit the script
I don't want not a line from you niggas (I don't want not a line!)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah!)
You a Bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga
I ain’t even been to church
I'm so sick and tired of preaching to you boys (yeah yeah)
I won't touch a fucking hammer
Make me go and call the reaper for you boys (uh)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (woo woo woo)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (I can merch!)

(Verse 1)
You a snitch and I can merch
You a snitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah yeah)
You a woman on the low
Leave them panties in yo purse lil nigga (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Should we kill him I'm like damn near
Say you real I'm like damn near (woo)
Cut the counterfeit and bands appear
All fam ain't no friends in here (woo woo woo woo woo)
If I'm coming then I'm coming high
If she coming then she coming strong (uh)
Freebase I might bring it home
I might hit the bitch on speaker phone (yea)
I might sell a O in 24
Plug hit me up like “where you at?”
I might hit him wit the red tap
“Yeah it’s Fadah shorty hit me back!” (Woo woo woo woo woo)
Smokin thrax big that nigga Soulja roll on big flats not Cadillacs (spikes!)
Smoking thrax when they pull me over I can’t see the lights I got cataracts (psych!)
I just need my own welcome mat
Before I make it to a hearse nigga (uh)
And I ain't fucking with no fake niggas
If you really real Merch nigga!

(Chorus)
I ain’t even got the time
I ain't even got the time for you niggas (uh!)
Acting phony wit the script
I don't want not a line from you niggas (I don't want not a line!)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (merch!)
You a Bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I ain’t even been to church
I'm so sick and tired of preaching to you boys (yeah yeah)
I won't touch a fucking hammer
Make me go and call the reaper for you boys (uh)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (I can merch!)

(Verse 2)
They like “Fadah why you mad for?” (Uh)
I'm surrounded by the wrong pussy (woo)
Pussy niggas tryna tempt me (uh)
Puss I'm tryna push a ten speed (skrrt)
Tell my Og what the lick read (lick read)
In and out wit them quick knees (skrrt)
Clear accounts on the first, bitch
On the ground for that work, bitch
On the ground when you twerk (twerk)
I might fuck around and throw some Washingtons (woo woo)
I got clout and I can merch (merch)
Used to put it down at Harold Washington (yeah yeah)
Now I'm all about a fuckin fucking Washington (yeah)
Grant, Jackson, or that nigga Frank (Frank)
Run run to the damn bank (run run)
But ain't no funds in my gas tank (no funds)
Yum yum I be eating great I worried bout a bitch and I can merch (I can merch)
Spray something boy that shit stank I got loud beside of me that you can purch' (woo woo)
If you owe me nigga get to work (uh)
If you cross me nigga get to stepping (yeah)
I don't wanna talk, I ain't gotta hour, I ain't gotta minute, I ain't gotta second (yeah yeah yeah)

(Chorus)
I ain't even got the time
I ain't even got the time for you niggas (woo woo)
Acting phony wit the script
I don't want not a line from you niggas (I don't want not a line!)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah!)
You a Bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I ain't even been to church
I'm so sick and tired of preaching to you boys (uh)
I won't touch a fucking hammer
Make me go and call the reaper for you boys (yeah)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah yeah yeah)
You a bitch and I can merch
You a bitch and I can merch lil nigga (yeah!)