Текст песни Stories to Tell - WhosMerci feat. AKA the only one

Call the squad, know they all on go
Shawty tripping can't beef bout a ho
Don't hit up my phone if it ain't bout the doe
We get to the cheddar that's all that we know
Pop out with my spiders and close up the road
Pop out with my steppers and turn em to ghost

Might call up my side and tell her drop it low
Wait a minute you just don't get it
I might have to drop 50k on a linen
Know some people that died just for my position
Know some people that die cause they opposition
Damn, brodie gon get em
Coroner figuring out what hit em
All because he wanted these Amiri denims

Lesson to keep your hands to yourself
With a baddie she want all my wealth
Said she can't keep her hands off my belt
She said "Merci you different, I love how it's spelled"
It's crazy you admit that cause all of my niggas is different as well
Phantom troupe gifted asl, I brought AK he brought stories to tell

I hang with some backstabbers get exposed
Pt sneaky, it's la cosa nostra
Nobunaga when you see the might
Imma highlight your life with mine and then its over
Enemies, rest in peace, I wish em well
To the others you'll see me in hell
So many stories, still more on the shelves
Comedies, horrors, it's thrillers as well

Glizzy for spilling your table of contents
Unload to skim through your shit with a shell
Spent like 16, 17 on a wishing well
Too bad it ain't help my homies in the cell
Talking to God told him send me a sign
He sent the pack through the mail
Only get one chance in this story of mine
And I'm going out like a G can't you tell

Call the squad, know they all on go
Shawty tripping can't beef bout a ho
Don't hit up my phone if it ain't bout the doe
We get to the cheddar that's all that we know
Pop out with my spiders and close up the road (Huh)
Pop out with my steppers and turn 'em to ghost (Huh)