Red rag on the red dreads she a bad bitch I'mma need the head
Nigga got guap I'mma need ya bread
Nigga got guap I'mma need ya bread
F*ck that shit they said
Need a 100 models on the bed
Every 10 got the gas rolled with that drank on they breath
Fresh to death bitch drip I don't dress to impress like you niggas
You ain't a threat you just packin to flex
I'm autistic wit triggers
My niggas addicted to getting the work
We don't rest like you niggas (MERCURY)
Truthfully I'm convinced
Native stay on his shit
Chasin paper regard no bitch when they talk
Ain't making cents
Tell I'm zooted just by my sent
Lately been praying more
Saying less and
Ignoring trends
You can catch me when I ain't pushing pen
Keep it offline bitch don't ask me where I have been
Less you my auntie or momma I don't have friends
I got brothers
You cut me off ain't bitchin
Cause time I don't normally spend
Only dead ones I pay attention
From you niggas I need no mention
Marksmanship clearlyflawed all them shots you take and it still missing
And when you hit still ain't hurting Shaman for shit it's a shame
I play this game like I made
I treat a track like I'm Chris Breeze and its Riri
Cause I beat like MJ in f*ckin 80s
Don't talk me
That erethism been hitting brazy
Like honestly what posses these niggas to speak on BITCH
My mind is on Mercury
Pussy nigga can't converse with me
Feel like Thugger when I'm off that f*ckin Hercules
An all them shots they took still ain't hurtin me
(Yeah)
All these blessings why I'm stressing
Truly I don't want no help
All these questions all this pressure I been placing on myself
Don't give about about ya preference second guessing bitch I'm done wit it
You niggas keep the flexing I'ma always be on other shit
On some f*ck you shit if you don't f*ck wit me I'm calling bluffs n shit
You not tuff n shit tryn push a niggas button you ain't touching shit
On god
And all I need is a check my respect
So f*ck applauses
F*ck who up next Sha breakin necks nigga don't try this
Soon as a nigga pick up that pen nigga I'm Midas
Soon as a nigga roll up that swish
Nigga I'm flying
Ain't lying bout this shit I'ma prove wit every project
Shaman the Native - Mercury Lyrics
Shaman the Native - Mercury Lyrics
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Red rag on the red dreads she a bad bitch I'mma need the head
Nigga got guap I'mma need ya bread
Nigga got guap I'mma need ya bread
F*ck that shit they said
Need a 100 models on the bed
Every 10 got the gas rolled with that drank on they breath
Fresh to death bitch drip I don't dress to impress like you niggas
You ain't a threat you just packin to flex
I'm autistic wit triggers
My niggas addicted to getting the work
We don't rest like you niggas (MERCURY)
Truthfully I'm convinced
Native stay on his shit
Chasin paper regard no bitch when they talk
Ain't making cents
Tell I'm zooted just by my sent
Lately been praying more
Saying less and
Ignoring trends
You can catch me when I ain't pushing pen
Keep it offline bitch don't ask me where I have been
Less you my auntie or momma I don't have friends
I got brothers
You cut me off ain't bitchin
Cause time I don't normally spend
Only dead ones I pay attention
From you niggas I need no mention
Marksmanship clearlyflawed all them shots you take and it still missing
And when you hit still ain't hurting Shaman for shit it's a shame
I play this game like I made
I treat a track like I'm Chris Breeze and its Riri
Cause I beat like MJ in f*ckin 80s
Don't talk me
That erethism been hitting brazy
Like honestly what posses these niggas to speak on BITCH
My mind is on Mercury
Pussy nigga can't converse with me
Feel like Thugger when I'm off that f*ckin Hercules
An all them shots they took still ain't hurtin me
(Yeah)
All these blessings why I'm stressing
Truly I don't want no help
All these questions all this pressure I been placing on myself
Don't give about about ya preference second guessing bitch I'm done wit it
You niggas keep the flexing I'ma always be on other shit
On some f*ck you shit if you don't f*ck wit me I'm calling bluffs n shit
You not tuff n shit tryn push a niggas button you ain't touching shit
On god
And all I need is a check my respect
So f*ck applauses
F*ck who up next Sha breakin necks nigga don't try this
Soon as a nigga pick up that pen nigga I'm Midas
Soon as a nigga roll up that swish
Nigga I'm flying
Ain't lying bout this shit I'ma prove wit every project
Nigga got guap I'mma need ya bread
Nigga got guap I'mma need ya bread
F*ck that shit they said
Need a 100 models on the bed
Every 10 got the gas rolled with that drank on they breath
Fresh to death bitch drip I don't dress to impress like you niggas
You ain't a threat you just packin to flex
I'm autistic wit triggers
My niggas addicted to getting the work
We don't rest like you niggas (MERCURY)
Truthfully I'm convinced
Native stay on his shit
Chasin paper regard no bitch when they talk
Ain't making cents
Tell I'm zooted just by my sent
Lately been praying more
Saying less and
Ignoring trends
You can catch me when I ain't pushing pen
Keep it offline bitch don't ask me where I have been
Less you my auntie or momma I don't have friends
I got brothers
You cut me off ain't bitchin
Cause time I don't normally spend
Only dead ones I pay attention
From you niggas I need no mention
Marksmanship clearlyflawed all them shots you take and it still missing
And when you hit still ain't hurting Shaman for shit it's a shame
I play this game like I made
I treat a track like I'm Chris Breeze and its Riri
Cause I beat like MJ in f*ckin 80s
Don't talk me
That erethism been hitting brazy
Like honestly what posses these niggas to speak on BITCH
My mind is on Mercury
Pussy nigga can't converse with me
Feel like Thugger when I'm off that f*ckin Hercules
An all them shots they took still ain't hurtin me
(Yeah)
All these blessings why I'm stressing
Truly I don't want no help
All these questions all this pressure I been placing on myself
Don't give about about ya preference second guessing bitch I'm done wit it
You niggas keep the flexing I'ma always be on other shit
On some f*ck you shit if you don't f*ck wit me I'm calling bluffs n shit
You not tuff n shit tryn push a niggas button you ain't touching shit
On god
And all I need is a check my respect
So f*ck applauses
F*ck who up next Sha breakin necks nigga don't try this
Soon as a nigga pick up that pen nigga I'm Midas
Soon as a nigga roll up that swish
Nigga I'm flying
Ain't lying bout this shit I'ma prove wit every project
Writer: Omarion Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid