Puff, Puff, Pass

[Hook: Mercenary]
Hit a bitch up
It's puff, puff, pass
They ask what we on
We smoke that gas
Any homie diss me
I put his ass on blast
Yeah, I'll break your jaw
Like it's made from glass, now

[Hook: Mercenary]
Hit a bitch up
It's puff, puff, pass
They ask what we on
We smoke that gas
Any homie diss me
I put his ass on blast
Yeah, I'll break your jaw
Like it's made from glass, now

[Verse 1: Mercenary]
Everyone sees me, judges me on my flow
Y'all read my lyrics, there's shit you don't know
Party at my crib, that where the bitches go
Shorty so sexy, shake that ass to the floor
Now, I got a huge ego
I don't listen to shit
Spit hella fire
Next Top 10 hit
Lean in the Limo
The room get lit
Strippers on the pole, I'll give a tip
Yeah, pass the Sprite back
Let me get a sip
I just wanna make this a fun trip
Having fun while my boys be tourin'
Up all night, we always be horrid

[Hook: Mercenary]
Hit a bitch up
It's puff, puff, pass
They ask what we on
We smoke that gas
Any homie diss me
I put his ass on blast
Yeah, I'll break your jaw
Like it's made from glass, yeah

[Hook: Mercenary]
Hit a bitch up
It's puff, puff, pass
They ask what we on
We smoke that gas
Any homie diss me
I put his ass on blast
Yeah, I'll break your jaw
Like it's made from glass, now

[Verse 2: Triple Blue]
Yuh, hit a bitch up
I'm like puff, puff, pass
She ain't got no ass
But, I'm still gon' smash
Man, I'm whippin' somethin' foreign
And I hope I don't crash
What you been talkin'
That's all cap
Oh, I guess my finger slipped
That's my bad
I'ma make him disapear
In a flash
Choppa straight kick him back, whiplash
I got hunnid's right, sittin' on the dash
And my shots splash
You come in last
You a straight outcast
"Ha-ha-ha nobody asked"
But, I'm done with that
When we spray
We keep him down
Straight in the ground
I'm the king putting on my crown
Ha!

[Verse 3: F3NIX]
I'm banging on my chest like money in the jungle
I'ma go bananas and ya' goofs don't wanna russle
You like wait
Can't we do this shit another day?
And I'm like fake
Why you always talking when you ain't?
Got 35
Serving to the hood I sold like 9
I'm moving weight
You got petty cash and you talking like you make
40 bands for that show and all that capping shit is lame
I bought a range for rover just to make sure that the bass drop
Shorty giving up, because she thinking that her face lock
Lock jaw
Jaw drop
The Wok that'll make your face melt
Pouring up the double I got purple on my new belt
Copped an XD-40 that's not sum you should know bout
Cop it
Getting used to buying want
You like stop it
You just mad you don't have what I got
I'm making profit off an addi, that I sold up in a hour
Got me geeking I can't feel myself until I reach tomorrow
When I'm there I'ma re up on it purchase some new powder
I'ma fucked party addict, like can you make the music louder
I'm like, ha, ha, ha