No Mercy Lyrics – No Mercy is the Brand New English Song from the album “3860” featuring Quando Rondo. NBA YoungBoy and Quando Rondo have sung this Latest English Song, while No Mercy Song Lyrics are penned by Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again and Pooh Beatz, with Music produced by Pooh Beatz, and this Brand New Music video has been released on the 25th of November 2022.
No Mercy Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy
Doo-Doo-Doo
( Pooh, You A Fool For This One)
Uh-Uh, Yeah
Stars In The Ceilin’, Sh!t,
I Make A Wish When I Jump Out The Cullinan (Uh, Yeah)
Someone Grab The Scissors, ’cause I Cut Her Off,
Once I Hit, She Can Pass To My Brother ‘Nem (Uh-uh-uh, Yeah)
Different Color Vehicles,
Look Just Like Some Skittles With
Two-Hundred-Thou’ In A Duffle Bag
I Hang With The K!ller That K1lled Your Lil’ N!gga
Y’all Boys Ain’t No K!llers, I’m On Your A$$
Pour Up Some Codeine, I’m Sippin’ That
I’m Goin’ Cold Cold Turkey, Money And Molly,
It’s Tucked In The Fendi Pack
I Don’t Want No More Percies
I Send My Youngin To Shoot It Up For A Bag(Brrt)
I Can’t Show No More Mercy
Covid-19, We Gon’ Step On ’em With A Mask
I’m Talkin’ Closed, Closed Curtains
When You Shoot, Ain’t No Runnin’, We Dumpin’ Back
Fifty Shots In The Drum When We Up The Mag’
Just To Make Sure We Slump ’em, We Gon’ Double Back
B!tch, I Come From The Slums, Out The Can, Savannah
My Lil’ Mu*dered One In The New Atlanta
So, They Say On My Head It’s A Hundred Racks
I Even Got Sm0ke Wit’ My Own Kind,
If I Tell ’em, Yo’ Chain Get Snatched
Who The F#ck You Been Talkin’ To? I’m Just Askin’
N!gga, Y’all Got My Number, But Makin’ Captions
N!gga, Since When These N!ggas Been Oversteppin’?
Boys Up In The Air, So I Been Givin’ Passes
Paranoid Everywhere, So, I Keep A Ratchet
Bet That Cutter Gon’ Make ’em Flip Like A [?]
I Just Buried A Hundred Inside Of A Casket
Treat My B!tch Like A Barbie,
Just Bought Her Plastic
If You Don’t Like Me Let Me Know,
Boy, You Know That You A Ho
Big Check Like Nike, That’s For Sure
But, Yeah, This Pipe Still In, For Sure
Before This Music Sh!t, I Ain’t Care ’bout Money,
I Was Shootin’ Sh!t
I Don’t Care ’bout Who You Is
Your Dude A Snitch,
These N!ggas Know My Crew Legit
Stars In The Ceilin’, Sh!t,
I Make A Wish When I Jump Out The Cullinan (Uh, Yeah)
Someone Grab The Scissors, ’cause
I Cut Her Off, Once I Hit,
She Can Pass To My Brother ‘Nem (Uh-Uh-Uh, Yeah)
Different Color Vehicles,
Look Just Like Some Skittles
With Two-Hundred-Thou’ In A Duffle Bag
I Hang With The K!ller That K!lled Your Lil’ N!gga
Y’all Boys Ain’t No K!llers, I’m On Your A$$
Pour Up Some Codeine, I’m Sippin’ That
I’m Goin’ Cold Cold Turkey, Money And Molly,
It’s Tucked In The Fendi Pack
I Don’t Want No More Percies
I Send My Youngin To Shoot It Up For A Bag(Brrt)
I Can’t Show No More Mercy
Covid-19, We Gon’ Step On ’em With A Mask
I’m Talkin’ Closed, Closed Curtains
Don’t Do No Kickin’, Got To Get It
I’m Tryna Get All Of My N!ggas From Out Of The Trenches
I Gave Her Racks For Some Game
I Covered Her Up In Dior, But Mostly, It’s Fendi
My B!tch Be Walkin’ ’round With A Million
I Took Her Wrist And I Set Richard Mille
Look At The Diamonds, Her Bracelet’s Tennis
Told You To Tell ’em It’s Gon’ Be A K!llin’
Really Rich, F#ck Nemesis, I’m The Villain
I Spent Your Whole Label Deal On My Bentley
I Tell It Right How It Is, K!llers
They Keepin’ It Real, I’m Returnin’ Them With It
Already Know How I’m Is
One Of Them N!ggas Gon’ Die When I Come To The City
Four-Door Matte Jag’ With A Sack, Got The Strap On His A$$
N!gga Play, Let It Clap, Get Back
Playin’ With The Bag, Out The Flap, It’s A Wrap
Let It Bang At His Cap ’til His A$$ Get Smashed
From The Hotel, We Could Pick Up Some B!tches
Turn Off Her Phone, She Don’t Know Where We At
Loaded, Gone, Tell Her, “Leave Me ‘Lone”
I’m The One Holdin’ Them Racks
I’m The One Flooded With Cash
But, Once You Get High With It, It’ll Never Come Back
Stars In The Ceilin’, Sh!t,
I Make A Wish When I Jump Out The Cullinan (Uh, Yeah)
Someone Grab The Scissors, ’cause
I Cut Her Off, Once I Hit,
She Can Pass To My Brother ‘Nem (Uh-Uh-Uh, Yeah)
Different Color Vehicles,
Look Just Like Some Skittles
With Two-Hundred-Thou’ In A Duffle Bag
I Hang With The K!ller That K!lled Your Lil’ N!gga
Y’all Boys Ain’t No K!llers, I’m On Your A$$
Pour Up Some Codeine, I’m Sippin’ That
I’m Goin’ Cold Cold Turkey, Money And Molly,
It’s Tucked In The Fendi Pack
I Don’t Want No More Percies
I Send My Youngin To Shoot It Up For A Bag(Brrt)
I Can’t Show No More Mercy
Covid-19, We Gon’ Step On ’em With A Mask
I’m Talkin’ Closed, Closed Curtains
No Mercy Song Info:
| Song: | No Mercy |
| Album | 3860 |
| Singer: | NBA YoungBoy & Quando Rondo |
| Lyrics: | Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Pooh Beatz |
| Music: | Pooh Beatz |
| Music Label: | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
| Featuring: | NBA YoungBoy & Quando Rondo |
| Release Date: | 25th November 2022 |
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