Montana of 300, Talley of 300, Jalyn Sanders, No Fatigue & $avage of FGE
Jalyn Sanders, No Fatigue & Montana of 300
Montana of 300, Talley of 300, $avage of FGE & No Fatigue
Talley of 300, Montana of 300 & $avage of FGE
Montana of 300, Talley of 300, Jalyn Sanders, No Fatigue & $avage of FGE
Jalyn Sanders, Talley of 300, Montana of 300 & No Fatigue
Talley of 300, No Fatigue & $avage of FGE
Montana of 300, Jalyn Sanders & Talley of 300
Jalyn Sanders, No Fatigue, Montana of 300 & $avage of FGE
Montana of 300, Talley of 300, Don D & $avage
Montana of 300, No Fatigue & $avage of FGE
$avage of FGE & Talley of 300
Jalyn Sanders, Talley of 300, Montana of 300 & $avage of FGE
Jayln Sanders
[Verse 1: $avage]
Life so full of bullshit so my backwood full of good shit
Jump a 4 in the styrofoam cup pull up with a hood bitch
Drug addiction got these niggas tripping so I told my momma that I would quit
It don't matter long as I got my guala, dollar bills made my world spin
Blow em down like a whirlwind, pull up to his crib let his girl in
Want a feature bitch its 2017 4 digits for the verse now
You niggas in the crowd, I was really in the game on 4th down
Sell a brick when I touchdown, cause I'm on the roll always out of town
Out of bounds, I be overseas
Call me Khaled when it comes to keys
Couple niggas with a couple felonies, in them jams' I could never leave
You don't want to see your niggas eat
Pussy nigga I could never be
Glock 9 if a red beam
Turn his head into Swiss cheese
Young nigga been a cheese head
Green Bay now my favorite team
Guns kick like East Bay
Hit em with the whole magazine
If any bought a dime don't hit my line, money talk
Call me Charlie Sheen
Neck looking like the arctic sea
And that ratchet with me name it Cardi B
[Intro]
Yeah, T03
[Verse 2: Talley of 300]
Wooh! Snap shots put that boy on a poster
Its too much, he'll be atlas i'll put weight on his shoulder
Play with that green, he won't have no luck
He may need a clover
Reverend please, pray for his mother, she may need some closure
Open a nigga chest like I operate
They popped his face
So whoever claimed they knew you bitch not today
My shots will spray
Hopscotch on your block its too hot to stay
That clean sense don't mean pants, when your momma adopt a stray
Yeah, so fuck how you feeling bitch
Know who you dealing with, yeah
Cause like soccer I'm in the field and what I got it really kick, yeah
Like postmen deliver shit hundred round extending shit, yeah
And when I blow, I bet everybody get one of this
Get caught in that storm if you want to
Its a no smoke alarm bitch I warned you
It get ugly morticians adorn you
And got more from them bitches who warned you
It get crooked get, get it straight
And don't make me demonstrate
Cause before I go and get the cake
You'll be what's on the dinner plate
POP!
No Mercy was written by Talley of 300 & $avage of FGE.
$avage of FGE & Talley of 300 released No Mercy on Thu Feb 09 2017.