"No L's" lyrics
Merkules & Adam Calhoun Lyrics
You know I do it for my day ones
I keep a couple goons with me
So if you got a problem you should say some
And they gon' put you to sleep
I been doing this for a long time
And I ain't ever caught no Ls
And even though I do it for my day ones
I can do it by myself
Fuck it, I'll fill these fuckers up with fully auto rounds
I got a stick that's not the type you use to help you walk around
Lately I feel like the fifth member of slaughterhouse
Watch me get these pussies wet to prove that they been watered down
When I say I'll put you in a box, it's not a category
Cook your whole circle, you a squid, call it calamari
Call me the coroner, I showed up with a casket for you
Scars on my face tell my story, self-explanatory
That's why I don't give a fuck like I'm celibate
The pump in the trunk got a tusk like an elephant
Parental advisory, fuck the government and censorship
I'm so far in the future I recorded this in retrospect
When it comes to punches you can catch 'em all like Pokémon
Watch me use your headstone as something I can build upon
Comments on your pictures with the praying hands emoticon
I'm looking for the beef like I'm at Walmart tryna grocery shop
It's Merk
You know I do it for my day ones
I keep a couple goon with me
So if you got a problem you should say some
And they gon' put you to sleep
I been doing this for a while now
And I ain't ever caught no Ls
And even though I do it for my day ones
I can do it by myself
They tell me get 'em, got 'em, I am not cooking powder
But I hit you in the head with a brick, got a problem
My bitch got a foul mouth, stick got a long snout
Shit get outta hand, you get kicked with a roundhouse
What the fuck a L is? You wanna tattle-tell shit
I'm on that beat your ass, go to jail, post bail shit
My plate got steak, marinade in some shellfish
These rappers so fake it's a hard time to sell shit (shit)
Take a look in my eyes
Come from the bottom of the barrel looking at the skylight
Like, that's a long way down
Came a long ass way from this one way town
With the railroad tracks, more lose than success
You looking at the best, you a failure, a mess
I'm a whale, you a snail, you a bitch at best
Get hit with the tec in your bitch ass chest like
You know I do it for my day ones
I keep a couple goon with me
So if you got a problem you should say some
And they gon' put you to sleep
I been doing this for a while now
And I ain't ever caught no Ls
And even though I do it for my day ones
I can do it by myself
I keep a couple goons with me
So if you got a problem you should say some
And they gon' put you to sleep
I been doing this for a long time
And I ain't ever caught no Ls
And even though I do it for my day ones
I can do it by myself
Fuck it, I'll fill these fuckers up with fully auto rounds
I got a stick that's not the type you use to help you walk around
Lately I feel like the fifth member of slaughterhouse
Watch me get these pussies wet to prove that they been watered down
When I say I'll put you in a box, it's not a category
Cook your whole circle, you a squid, call it calamari
Call me the coroner, I showed up with a casket for you
Scars on my face tell my story, self-explanatory
That's why I don't give a fuck like I'm celibate
The pump in the trunk got a tusk like an elephant
Parental advisory, fuck the government and censorship
I'm so far in the future I recorded this in retrospect
When it comes to punches you can catch 'em all like Pokémon
Watch me use your headstone as something I can build upon
Comments on your pictures with the praying hands emoticon
I'm looking for the beef like I'm at Walmart tryna grocery shop
It's Merk
You know I do it for my day ones
I keep a couple goon with me
So if you got a problem you should say some
And they gon' put you to sleep
I been doing this for a while now
And I ain't ever caught no Ls
And even though I do it for my day ones
I can do it by myself
They tell me get 'em, got 'em, I am not cooking powder
But I hit you in the head with a brick, got a problem
My bitch got a foul mouth, stick got a long snout
Shit get outta hand, you get kicked with a roundhouse
What the fuck a L is? You wanna tattle-tell shit
I'm on that beat your ass, go to jail, post bail shit
My plate got steak, marinade in some shellfish
These rappers so fake it's a hard time to sell shit (shit)
Take a look in my eyes
Come from the bottom of the barrel looking at the skylight
Like, that's a long way down
Came a long ass way from this one way town
With the railroad tracks, more lose than success
You looking at the best, you a failure, a mess
I'm a whale, you a snail, you a bitch at best
Get hit with the tec in your bitch ass chest like
You know I do it for my day ones
I keep a couple goon with me
So if you got a problem you should say some
And they gon' put you to sleep
I been doing this for a while now
And I ain't ever caught no Ls
And even though I do it for my day ones
I can do it by myself
