Super Sonic versuri

Super Sonic lyrics by WhosMerci

Intro
I got something to say, I got my ears to the streets
And I’m hearing that bullshit again
Niggas saying Merci can’t rap and Merci ain’t this
Well, here we go

Chorus
Touch down and we charged like a battery, ou yeah
Talk to yo shawty homie, don’t be mad at me, ou yeah
She in my DMs and she just tryna flatter me, ou yeah
Looking for smoke then I’m calling the cavalry, ou yeah

We get it moving, we on go
Tell her bend over, touch her toes
Just came from the back, she wiping her nose
I smokе out the pack to balance my lows
Say that it’s static, then wе on it
And this .40 harder than an onyx
Got ya shawty rolling up the chronic
In the Crown Vic, supersonic

Verse
Okay, now we moving and we going up
Shout out to everybody that be showing up
Shout out to everybody that be showing love
Next goal—need a bad jawn in my DMs
Told me that she tryna give me shoulder rubs
Next goal—everybody just tryna see ‘em
They know we performing up at the club
Like we walk in the door and they know who we are
City saying that Merci a star
Call an Uber, I don’t feel like driving a car
I maneuver and put all my cash in a jar
We at Hooters with cougars that wanna be rumors
No sooner than I can light me a cigar
After work she gon’ hop in the cruiser
Say bye to your loser, she tryna take me to a bar

Okay, well—I think I’m with it
I might slaughter the coochie, then get acquitted
Making magic with sticks, we ain’t playing Quidditch
You was out on the bench, we were in the scrimmage
Anemic—cold as ice on me
And she wanna roll the dice on me
Got me shining like the Northern Lights on me
Go-go gadget, I keep that device on me

Chorus
Touch down and we charged like a battery, ou yeah
Talk to yo shawty homie, don’t be mad at me, ou yeah
She in my DMs and she just tryna flatter me, ou yeah
Looking for smoke then I’m calling the cavalry, ou yeah

We get it moving, we on go
Tell her bend over, touch her toes
She just came from the back, she wiping her nose
I smoke out the pack to balance my lows
Say that it’s static, then we on it
And this .40 harder than an onyx
Got ya shawty rolling up the chronic
In the Crown Vic, supersonic

We get it moving, we on go
Tell her bend over, touch her toes
She just came from the back, she wiping her nose
I smoke out the pack to balance my lows
Say that it’s static, then we on it
And this .40 harder than an onyx
Got ya shawty rolling up the chronic
In the Crown Vic, supersonic

Outro
It’s here and it’s here to stay
Who’s here? Who’s Merci—that’s who
Sit back and relax
Merci forever, bitch