|Dm Gm C |Dm F
|Dm Gm C |Dm F
          *lighter flick*
Aye

[Verse 1]
        Dm                                   F
I'm a lover, not a fighter, I can't find my lighter
     Dm                                                F
My house is five stories, I don't tell 'em, I don't write 'em
        Dm                                      F
And my living room is white, my lies are much whiter
    Dm                                            F
My darkest secrets are bright, I'mma need a sun visor
Dm
187 make your bitch run my errands
        Dm                                     F
At the bar with the Dracula, ordering Bloody Marys
        Dm                                        F
Got a house on the prairie, got a corpse in the basement
      Dm                                      F
I see Hell out my window, Lord, this view is amazing
      Dm                                  F
If I go back to jail, Persian rugs in my cell
          Dm                                     F
Got the world in my hands, it got all under my nails
          Dm                                      F
People under the stairs, better not fuck with my feet
     Dm                                              F
I be so fucking faded, who washed the colors with bleach?
       Dm                                             F
Niggas biting my style, hope it gets stuck in their teeth
       Dm                                                  F
I been had the green light, now please don't jump in the street
      Dm                                         F
Se la vi, oui oui oui, watch me french kiss the sky
      Dm                                               F
Then ask, "What is that smell?" That's the shit on my mind
         Dm                  F
I don't like you, or niggas like you
          Dm                             F
And Nino Brown's still my motherfucking idol
         Dm                    F
Keep a brown rifle for niggas like you
         Dm                         F
Kill you in a drive-thru, then go viral
     Dm
Ooh, I don't like you and niggas like you
                           F
And Nino Brown's still my idol
N.C.
The Glock 17 is still a minor I'll kill you over something minor
Dm                                                               F
I get at you, night Twighlight whine like a wine-o, high like a high-note
Dm                                                               F
Go at your head like a rhino, leave your shit bloody red like albino
Dm                                            F
I'm a nigga with a title, care less bout' a nigga title
Dm
I'm entitled and get homicidal
                   F
Wild as El Chapo, wild as Al Qaeda
N.C.
Stuntin' on my rivals upon arrival
Numbers aren't liars, I am number one
I am on one
I am on ten stuntin' on twelve
I keep it a hunnid
Oh Lord!

[Chorus]
Dm/C
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Smoking strong Hercules
Dm/C
Strong arm your own team
Dm/C
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Smoking strong Hercules
Dm/C
Strong arm your own team
Dm/C
Mercy me, mercy me
Mercy me, mercy me
Dm/C
Have mercy on them Tunechi
Nigga please, nigga please
Dm/C
You heard em' scream help me please
Help me please, help me please
Dm/C
Get pleased whenever I please
Hercules, hercules

[Verse 2]
Dm
I'm twisting up the kush, Sticky Fingaz like Onyx
Dm                                                 F
Throwing up gang signs, you can see em' all in my vomit
Dm
I'm sleeping with the enemy, in bulletproof pajamas
Dm                                        F
I'm cool like that, but the climate is climbing
Dm
I got issues bigger than you, I got bitches taller than me
Dm                                           F
All that ratchet and bougie, I guess I like R&B
Dm
I'm unapologetic, I'm sorry for not being sorry
Dm                                              F
These niggas don't know I'm talking about real stories
Dm
I need benadryl for my trigger finger
                     F
Bad bitches for my homeboys
Dm
The grass is greener on the other side
                    F
I'm focused on my own yard
Dm
Focused on getting more dough
Twisting up like tonsils
Dm
Rich as fuck, but moreso a poor soul
              Dm
Oh well, if snow fell like hoes fell, then I'd be a snowman
Dm
My bitch is a soldier, fuck me GI Joe-Ann
Dm
They thought I ain't had no chance
Dm
I took the dice and rolled them
   Dm                                      F
I left that crap table with a chip on my shoulder
Ahhhh!

[Chorus 2]
Dm/C
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Strong arm your own team
Murder scene, murder scene
Dm/C
Mercy me, mercy me
Mercy me, mercy me
Dm/C
Have mercy on them Tunechi
Nigga please, nigga please

[Verse 3]
Dm
Hercules, Hercules
They worship me certainly
Dm
Purple lean, purple weed
Percocet, pericyazine
Dm
Search a scene, search a dean
Search a bling, ching ching
Dm
Search the queen
Dnm
Search her purse, search her clean
Dm
Search his turf, search his team
Dm
Search the sleeve, check for wings
First, I curse, then I squeeze
Dm
They say they lit? where the steam?
Dm
Let em' live, let em' breathe
Dm
Let em' live, let em' breathe?
Nigga please, nigga please

[Chorus 3]
Dm/C
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Strong arm your own team
Murder scene, murder scene
Dm/C
Murder team, murder team
We murder teams, murder teams
Dm/C
Lil Tunechi picked out the rock like
Hercules, Hercules
Dm/C
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Whole squad go hard
Dm/C
No fake, no fraud
We don't nor pause
Dm/C
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Whole squad on Mars
And you don't make enough noise
No cape, no sawdust
Dm/C
Still go Hercules
Dm
Hercules, Hercules
Hercules, Hercules
Dm
Mercy me, mercy me
Rest In Peace Mercy D
Dm
My grandmother nurtured me
N.C.
And that's who you bout' to meet
Dm
All ya'll versus me
All ya'll verses sweet
Dm
Nothing but desserts to me, and Hercules got to eat
Dm
All ya'll take a seat
My Hercules got to speak
Dm
Cause all y'all 'bout to bring
The Hercules out of me
N.C.
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