(Intro)
Yeah…
Ain’t no mercy round here.
Ain’t no love neither.
All that talkin’ get you chalked up.
Keep that energy, we pullin’ up. (grrt, bow!)
(Verse 1)
I don't talk much, I just load clips,
Let the Draco do the speakin’, leave ‘em soulless.
I was broke, now my pockets like a graveyard,
Full of dead presidents, killers on my radar.
They ain't real, they just talk for the net,
Seen his ass in person, now he lost all respect.
Caught his homie lackin’, put a hole in his chest,
They ain’t slide back, they just post and theyq flex.
Pistol whip a snitch till his teeth on the curb,
I don't do forgiveness, put his name on a shirt.
We don’t shoot in legs, we put holes where it hurt,
Mama cryin’ at the wake, now he under the dirt.
(Hook)
Dead silent when we ride, we don’t say much,
Black hoodie, black mask, keep the K tucked.
Ain’t no love in these streets, only hate bruh,
If we catch him, we gon’ send him where he came from.
(Verse 2)
Got a switch on the Glock, make him dance like a TikTok,
Red dot on his head, he ain't prayin’ to no big God.
Thought he was a demon, now he layin’ in a hit his chest, made his heart do a pit stop.
Ain't no peace, ain't no treaties, ain't no mother***in’ truce,
You get caught up in that jam, better know you keep it mute.
They was talkin’ all that sht, ‘til we pulled up out the blue,
Now they hashtag his name, now they lightin’ up the booth.
(Hook)
Dead silent when we ride, we don’t say much,
Black hoodie, black mask, keep the K tucked.
Ain’t no love in these streets, only hate bruh,
If we catch him, we gon’ send him where he came from.
(Bridge)
Murder on my mind, like my name was Melly,
Choppa so heavy, gotta hold it with my belly.
Turn his white tee into a red spaghetti,
Left his whole crew bloody, now they screamin’ out "help me."
(Verse 3)
Hundred rounds in the drum, I don’t reload,
Broke the barrel on his face, that’s a cheat code.
He was actin’ like a killer, but he told,
Put a bag on his head, now he repo’d.
Ain’t no love, ain’t no pity, just some cold nights,
Used to starve, now my plate full of old white.
They was laughin’ at the kid, now I flex right,
Took his life and his chain in the same night.
(Outro)
Yeah…
Ain’t no mercy round here.
Ain’t no love neither.
All that talkin’ get you chalked up.
Keep that energy, we pullin’ up. (grrt, bow!)
GEE
