MERCEDES (feat. J.hoff & Reggie Madawg)

Yeah I cannot do this no more
You wanted something from me but we cannot talk if you ain't talking at all
Baby you never believed until you saw us on TV now baby look
Every bitch on the gram wanna hit me up
Got a real nigga shook
Got a real nigga shook
Jay, Ooh
Coocoo bitches
Nigga fuck that shit they knew we riches
I've been on the back tip and I told that bitch come suck a big dick
Big dick nigga damn bad
I've been fucking with the old bitch man man
Look at the flex of my wrist nigga damn yeah
I was chilling in the back with her
A Mercedes, talking to me, oh she be acting crazy ok
I've been tired of this mafucking talk, bitch I'm hot as shit In SA
I be saying nothing but I'm saying something like mafucking Drake what you want son
Huh
Nigga talking that ass
Oh shit bitch be talking to her ex

I need a bitch today (Ay)
I need a bitch today (Ay)
I got her rich today (Ay)
I stole her oh okay (Yah)
No I never really deal with them drugs but I feel so okay
I got em riches, them feels, them fuzz
I got her cookin today
I got that key, keys I got buzz
The profit beat loss today
I got that regional fees them funds figured I'm rolling that way
I got supporters abroad they call I gotta croissant today
You really thought I was aiming too low
I'm bigger than SA

Yeah I cannot do this no more
You wanted something from me but we cannot talk if you ain't talking at all
Baby you never believed until you saw us on TV now baby look
Every bitch on the gram wanna hit me up
Got a real nigga shook
Got a real nigga shook
Jay, Ooh
Coocoo bitches
Nigga fuck that shit they knew we riches
I've been on the back tip and I told that bitch come suck a big dick
Big dick nigga damn bad
I've been fucking with the old bitch man man
Look at the flex of my wrist nigga damn yeah
I was chilling in the back with her
A Mercedes, talking to me, oh she be acting crazy ok
I've been tired of this mafucking talk, bitch I'm hot as shit In SA
I be saying nothing but I'm saying something like mafucking Drake what you want son
Huh
Nigga talking that ass
Oh shit bitch be talking to her ex

With ma niggas we counting the cash got no time for the beef
Most of you niggas moving with no class pull up G63
I feel like I'm saint Patrick on the streets
You sneaky, you tried it nigga you can't reach me
Spending my time and money at the beach
This liquid I'm sipping is burning my (Uh)
Uuuu this dolly talking to me Uhh
Trappin out today
Whenever I talk issa big deal hhhmm
I can never delay, Whatever you do in years I use a day
Told em I'm the baddest nigga in SA
Still reminding my mom and daddy I'm the best
I'm killing your favorites ain't no debate ahuh

Yeah I cannot do this no more
You wanted something from me but we cannot talk if you ain't talking at all
Baby you never believed until you saw us on TV now baby look
Every bitch on the gram wanna hit me up
Got a real nigga shook
Got a real nigga shook
Jay, Ooh
Coocoo bitches
Nigga fuck that shit they knew we riches
I've been on the back tip and I told that bitch come suck a big dick
Big dick nigga damn bad
I've been fucking with the old bitch man man
Look at the flex of my wrist nigga damn yeah
I was chilling in the back with her
A Mercedes, talking to me, oh she be acting crazy ok
I've been tired of this mafucking talk, bitch I'm hot as shit In SA
I be saying nothing but I'm saying something like mafucking Drake what you want son
Huh
Nigga talking that ass
Oh shit bitch be talking to her ex



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Writer(s): Joshua Kamanga
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