ZOTiYAC - I DO NOT BEG FOR MERCY, NOR FORGIVENESS lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - I DO NOT BEG FOR MERCY, NOR FORGIVENESS lyrics]
Alrighty now, yeah class in session
I need my check aye, aye
Aye aye aye
Nigga fuck what you sayin' I
Know that he faking
Why yall entertain in this fuck shit
Why they keep on playing
They worry 'bout basics
I'm keeping my face, I'm the plug, bitch
All I'm containing gon' make me insane
Then I be, we wrecking yo' fucking face
38 revolver now ain't no casement
Yo' bitch and now it's too late
I wanna fuck on yo' main bitch, aye
We do not be on the same shit, aye
The Glock in the opp so I place it, aye
Fuck what's on the canvis
I'm payin' yo face
Big scot shot, under my dick
Click, cop pop bust at yo' crib
Bitches shout "stop, bust out the whip"
Clique drop, we gon' shoot up you, zit
Sick kids, Slit wrist i am wake you
Be without a rake and whoever you with
I'mma slide when he slip
He gon' die 'fore I dip
Aye, R2 shard then blood on my hip
She give no tip my aggressions get with it
To feel any different eh, shoot up the sinity
Rock with no top off, get top with my kennedy
All a lil' whiskey it clearing my energy
Fuck around and yo' hoe get bust
Flash around and her throat get fucked
Pass around to my whole clique, fuck
Then I'm runnin' the function and
Dump out the sluts
Runnin' the function and dump out the sluts
Wound and let's get this shit bucked
Im the one that run around and run ah
Im the one that run around and my yuh
Now I just look like a champion
Nigga gon' duck when I aim the gun
Get a test to run
When I catch 'em dippin' I'm making it fun
Midnight on a run, yah
Midnight on a run, yah
MIDNIGHT ON A RUN, yah midnight on a run
Scare out a nigga he willing to duck
Step out the nigga mean I am no fund
I am the hottest the brother the
Son you the one on my mIDNIGHT ON A RUN, yah
MIDNIGHT ON A RUN, yah midnight on a run
YUH, BITCH
I need my check aye, aye
Aye aye aye
Nigga fuck what you sayin' I
Know that he faking
Why yall entertain in this fuck shit
Why they keep on playing
They worry 'bout basics
I'm keeping my face, I'm the plug, bitch
All I'm containing gon' make me insane
Then I be, we wrecking yo' fucking face
38 revolver now ain't no casement
Yo' bitch and now it's too late
I wanna fuck on yo' main bitch, aye
We do not be on the same shit, aye
The Glock in the opp so I place it, aye
Fuck what's on the canvis
I'm payin' yo face
Big scot shot, under my dick
Click, cop pop bust at yo' crib
Bitches shout "stop, bust out the whip"
Clique drop, we gon' shoot up you, zit
Sick kids, Slit wrist i am wake you
Be without a rake and whoever you with
I'mma slide when he slip
He gon' die 'fore I dip
Aye, R2 shard then blood on my hip
She give no tip my aggressions get with it
To feel any different eh, shoot up the sinity
Rock with no top off, get top with my kennedy
All a lil' whiskey it clearing my energy
Fuck around and yo' hoe get bust
Flash around and her throat get fucked
Pass around to my whole clique, fuck
Then I'm runnin' the function and
Dump out the sluts
Runnin' the function and dump out the sluts
Wound and let's get this shit bucked
Im the one that run around and run ah
Im the one that run around and my yuh
Now I just look like a champion
Nigga gon' duck when I aim the gun
Get a test to run
When I catch 'em dippin' I'm making it fun
Midnight on a run, yah
Midnight on a run, yah
MIDNIGHT ON A RUN, yah midnight on a run
Scare out a nigga he willing to duck
Step out the nigga mean I am no fund
I am the hottest the brother the
Son you the one on my mIDNIGHT ON A RUN, yah
MIDNIGHT ON A RUN, yah midnight on a run
YUH, BITCH