Lyrics Level the Score - Mercury

3 Point
Level the score
That you taken baby girl jus let em know
I tie a belt, but I sag
I see yo chain nigga, you ain't gotta brag
3 Point
Level the score
That you taken baby girl jus let em know
I tie a belt, but I sag
I see yo chain nigga, you ain't gotta brag

Pussy, money, weed but dont forget the loyalty
Funny how we went from besties to enemies
Few months ago man these niggas didn't even know me
They don't know my story but they wanna tell it for me
Switch up on me
Pasta lavista
I don't really need ya'
Replace your ass w reffur
Niggas way too quick to count the commas on my Visa
Then they be like "Merc, Now I really need ya"
Where was you when I was struggling on a feature
Where was you when I got lecturs teachers
Cause I didn't do my homework
I was writing scriptures
Yous a toxic mf, man i know the truth hurts

3 Point
Level the score
That you taken baby girl jus let em know
I tie a belt, but I sag
I see yo chain nigga, you ain't gotta brag
3 Point
Level the score
That you taken baby girl jus let em know
I tie a belt, but I sag
I see yo chain nigga, you ain't gotta brag

You know the vibes, you know the vibes, Aye!
This is chanel
Fendi my belt
Karats all up in my chain
It's good for my health
It's not really flexing
I'm jus showing my wealth
Please dont stand too close when I'm spitting cause you prolly gonna melt
Fi-fi-fo thump
Deepthroat till I cum
Do that thing that I like with your legs but now dont use your arms
I hate cloutchasers more than I hate my own alarm
Imagine a coochie farm
That's all that a nigga gonna want
My neck? The north pole
Why so? The ice, is that cold
But Merc, answer this nigga
If yo' necks the North Pole doesn't that mean that you Santa
That I'm Santa? That's hard to answer
But it makes sense thou
I'm from the north pole
Its why I got hoes hoes hoes, working on that pole
Aight aight
Aight aight