T-money woodbound - Merch (feat. NLMB Twinn & Jae trilogy) Lyrics

Merch, Merch, Merch, Merch
Merch, Merch, Merch, Merch
I hop in the Benz, can't walk in my shoes
Can't see through my lens, me and Brody stackin' paper

As tall as a tower, no way out of the plane
Take down my twins, beat knockin
Need a paper and pen, hater in disguise
Look, I'm scarin' they eyes, tell them Merch won't win

Steppin' in boots, so pass me the tens
Break it down to the block, 50-50 with my cans
I'm snappin' on beat, fat back, punch me in
Merch, fat man on the plan

All black, fit like I'm Duck Suntan
I'm spittin' hot fire, no need for a band
If you listen to me while you see me, you ran
Call it back, you wanna be my friend on the gram

You not my dawgs, you is not one of them
You is not my con, you is not my twin
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Confirmation NOCODA
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NOCODA

Nigga said he chasing briefs but he broke
F*ck nigga just merch it
Nah I ain't a cent baby I ain't po'hut
Nah I ain't buy no purchase

Front on DnD I ain't tryna talk I don't need ain't got no service
Nigga try the gods put that belt on him he got that shit the worstest
The worst way lonely
KC came and leave you left for my birthday

Get money and f*ck these hoes love nigga
Shit that's my jersey
I don't got no time to lay up
Babe right now can we skip this foreplay

I hang with some killers out with that stick
And they letting it off in broad daylight nigga
That shit just merch it
You aint, it got no beats just merch it

Hitters out with the heat niggas surging
I take your word nigga just merch it
Light nigga, just merch it
You aint, it got no beat just merch it

Hitters out with the heat niggas surging
I take your word nigga just merch it