MERCURY by KILLXORA Lyrics
She hold my double cup can’t believe that she lied
Dancing with the devil, not a problem till I die
Pistol on the table tell them niggas come outside
Yeah, My niggas they dangerous yeah they always down to ride
Yeah, my cocaine-like white hoes I like those
She thinks that I’m an asshole got black cloths
I might just leave my side hoe bitch on froze
I Ran off on the plug twice might just overdose
Ok, I’m riding in my Benz codeine in my cup like fuck a friend
Rolling off a bean vvs diamonds in my hands
Propane in my tank fuck a beam aim it at your head
Niggas shot yo homeboy you ain’t slide keep talking on the net
You niggas lame only do it for the net
Caught that pussy slipping I can put that on the set
Acting like you bout it might just hit you in the chest
I want all my money yeah my nigga you in debt
I’m living life like a rockstar got the ripped jeans
I’m in the hills with the pop stars where you finna be
I keep that cocaine in my black car with a pint of lean
And yeah I whip it like a Nascar when I hit the scene
She hold my double cup can’t believe that she lied
Dancing with the devil, not a problem till I die
Pistol on the table tell them niggas come outside
Yeah, My niggas they dangerous yeah they always down to ride
Yeah, my cocaine-like white hoes I like those
She thinks that I’m an asshole got black cloths
I might just leave my side hoe bitch on froze
I Ran off on the plug twice might just overdose
She do my dance like okay
Might overdose on cocaine
My nigga just brought me a body so I made a display
Send his bitch to Bombay
Put him in an ashtray
I’m alive but till I die you won’t catch my DNA
I’m living life like a rockstar got the ripped jeans
I’m in the hills with the pop stars where you finna be
I keep that cocaine in my black car with a pint of lean
And yeah I whip it like a Nascar when I hit the scene
Dancing with the devil, not a problem till I die
Pistol on the table tell them niggas come outside
Yeah, My niggas they dangerous yeah they always down to ride
Yeah, my cocaine-like white hoes I like those
She thinks that I’m an asshole got black cloths
I might just leave my side hoe bitch on froze
I Ran off on the plug twice might just overdose
Ok, I’m riding in my Benz codeine in my cup like fuck a friend
Rolling off a bean vvs diamonds in my hands
Propane in my tank fuck a beam aim it at your head
Niggas shot yo homeboy you ain’t slide keep talking on the net
You niggas lame only do it for the net
Caught that pussy slipping I can put that on the set
Acting like you bout it might just hit you in the chest
I want all my money yeah my nigga you in debt
I’m living life like a rockstar got the ripped jeans
I’m in the hills with the pop stars where you finna be
I keep that cocaine in my black car with a pint of lean
And yeah I whip it like a Nascar when I hit the scene
She hold my double cup can’t believe that she lied
Dancing with the devil, not a problem till I die
Pistol on the table tell them niggas come outside
Yeah, My niggas they dangerous yeah they always down to ride
Yeah, my cocaine-like white hoes I like those
She thinks that I’m an asshole got black cloths
I might just leave my side hoe bitch on froze
I Ran off on the plug twice might just overdose
She do my dance like okay
Might overdose on cocaine
My nigga just brought me a body so I made a display
Send his bitch to Bombay
Put him in an ashtray
I’m alive but till I die you won’t catch my DNA
I’m living life like a rockstar got the ripped jeans
I’m in the hills with the pop stars where you finna be
I keep that cocaine in my black car with a pint of lean
And yeah I whip it like a Nascar when I hit the scene