Merk - Correct Lyrics

I was way down, ain't nobody know about us
Shorty safe 'cuz she know what with us
You a fool if you think we won't bust
Bein' rude, claiming she ain't impressed
Late to school, Merk ain't taking no bus
Leave a pool if you acting sus'
Lotta problems, but I dare you to judge
F*ck my Momma, though she made me a stud
Tough with drama 'cuz I make it correct
Told my Momma I ain't flooding her neck
Like a llama, we search him, we set
Looking for come ups, though we still got bread
Like the Swiper, we fool and finesse
Run up on oppas' and rip up they chest
Let Militia do the rest

Run em' down, run it down cuz' we need it
On the ground, flip it 'round, this the remix
You gon' frown when we find out where your team is
Stop that cappin', boy to live you don't need this
I just wanna flip the work up, ball out, this the season
Knock that boy off if he plotting on treason
Hand me the mop, like at work I'll step off, do some cleaning
Like Mr. P I bring beats in
Bae the care gon' go so fast, but don't be scared to put your feet in
I just gotta do the dash in front the crib, and then we leavin'
I done lost so much, but I done canceled all the grieving
I was barely getting sleep in
They said "nah" they ain't feelin' that
But the Merk where the business at
If they press on' we gon' press em' back, damn
I did this shit with no lens
Stashing bags where we got to defend
Shit feel like a game, but isn't pretend
But isn't pretend
But isn't pretend
But isn't pretend

I was way down, ain't nobody know about us
Shorty safe 'cuz she know what with us
You a fool if you think we won't bust
Bein' rude, claiming she ain't impressed
Late to school, Merk ain't taking no bus
Leave a pool if you acting sus'
Lotta problems, but I dare you to judge
F*ck my Momma, though she made me a stud
Tough with drama 'cuz I make it correct
Told my Momma I ain't flooding her neck
Like a llama, we search him, we set
Looking for come ups, though we still got bread
Like the Swiper, we fool and finesse
Run up on oppas' and rip up they chest
Let Militia do the rest

I was way down, ain't nobody know about us
Shorty safe 'cuz she know what with us
You a fool if you think we won't bust
Bein' rude, claiming she ain't impressed
Late to school, Merk ain't taking no bus
Leave a pool if you acting sus'
Lotta problems, but I dare you to judge
F*ck my Momma, though she made me a stud
Tough with drama 'cuz I make it correct
Told my Momma I ain't flooding her neck
Like a llama, we search him, we set
Looking for come ups, though we still got bread
Like the Swiper, we fool and finesse
Run up on oppas' and rip up they chest
Let Militia do the rest