Verse 1:
Peas porridge hot
Peas porridge cold
Over that pyrex whippin' porridge over the stove
Moral of the story in whole, they got 'em whole
With stamps on the rubber, 1,000 grams of blow
What good is a scale to the n*ggas that give and go?
Cause baggin' up is only for motherf*ckers that's broke
Unless you turnin' 1 into 2 and cloning dope
Cause everything is profit the second the 1st is ghost
That's why I call my nigga the GOAT, don't mean to gloat
He was atheist, but he did thank God for the coke
Shoutout to my OG, thank you for raising me
Robbed my mama blind of her cradle when I's a baby
Fed me Robb Report at 15, that shit tainted me
That's why I'm a mix between Aristotle and Azie
Faison, they used to say my name wrong
Now I get the luggage for everything that my name's on
Hook:
No Mercy, No Mercy, No Mercy
I don't have no mercy for 'em
No Mercy, No Mercy, No Mercy
I won't show no mercy for 'em
Pedal to metal, foot on the gas
I mash, arghck!
One foot on yo neck, one foot in yo ass
Arghck!
Verse 2:
Banana Fana Fo Fana
Codeine in pineapple Fantas
Stack Bundle like Lionell Pickens, but f*ck the Porsche Panamera
Moschino bandana
My mom was a single parent
No pain, no gain, I do not complain, I just grin and bear it
They love me out in Greece, need a statue in Athens
I've been tapped in, I'm a menace to fashion
Been doing vintage shit, for a minute bitch
Toe tags (price tags) on all of my Hilfiger shit
The Human Torture Rack, I just spent a grip
This ain't an ego trip, it's just a Fendi bitch
Got the cards like Gambit, and they chkpped them shits
Lord Finessin' through department stores swindling
More or less, less is more, but more is better
Multi colored Coogi sweater, Jordan Doerbecher
A Sr feature? That'll run you 'bout a brick or better
Price gouging, numbers FIRM, word to Cormega
Hook:
No Mercy, No Mercy, No Mercy
I don't have no mercy for 'em
No Mercy, No Mercy, No Mercy
I won't show no mercy for 'em
Pedal to metal, foot on the gas
I mash, arghck!
One foot on yo neck, one foot in yo ass
Arghck!