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mercedes(ft.hendrix) - btf lyrics

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b*tch tryna have my baby
that lil’ b*tch must be crazy

b*tch tryna have my baby
she want that check for that brand new mercedes
might double back if that p*ssy go crazy
done after that she gone think we together
told her the truth ever since that i met her
her name was chelsea can’t keep her like kepa
thumbing through racks on my left a berretta
dripping high fashion this prada pants leather
33 shots got me feeling like scottie
34 shots got mefeeling like shaq
i bring that thunder like kevin durant
roll a 3.5 we gon’ smoke on they pack
she called me broke had to look at my sack
can’t be trippen ‘cause i went double that
can’t be trippen ‘cause i went trippled that
i’m still flipping b*tch yeah i’m flipping packs
i’m stil whipping yeah im whipping shhhh
im still whipping yeah im whipping that
i’m still sipping yeah i’m still sipping lean
poured red in my coke i was sipping on black
drank talk this that pure codeine
i wish i was sipping when they had the act
pour up a 8 i don’t know how to act
i pop me a curry i’m not stepping back
she stole my heart so i went on a drill
focused and itching sliding off a pill
my only friends is dollar bills
catch me out like doctor phil
diamonds on chill they might be ill
if it come down to then it ima’ k!ll
numb off drugs i cannot feel you
and i just popped 2 blue pills

b*tch tryna have my baby
she want that check for that brand new mercedes
might double back if that p*ssy go crazy
done after that she gone think we together
told her the truth ever since that i met her
her name was chelsea can’t keep her like kepa
thumbing through racks on my left a berretta
dripping high fashion this prada pants leather
b*tch i get booted off molly
time for a shroom trip prolly
reach for this chain its a body
thc drank mix it up with my coffee
i set the trend and these n*ggas go copy
rizz up yo’ hoe got her giving me sloppy
n*ggas be mad that they b*tches be boppies
stupid ass n*gga quit loving that thottie
talking that sh*t get you hit with a shotty
he sh*tted himself think his ass need a potty
know it’s btf the life of the party
you can pour up some alc’ imma sip on sum barney
went and flooded my time come to find out she tardy
nah the b*tch lied she just itching for marni
marni on me feel like uzi and pluto
before the fame that’s the motto but you know

b*tch tryna have my baby
she want that check for that brand new mercedes
might double back if that p*ssy go crazy
done after that she gone think we together
told her the truth ever since that i met her
her name was chelsea can’t keep her like kepa
thumbing through racks on my left a berretta
dripping high fashion this prada pants leather
33 shots got me feeling like scottie
34 shots got me feeling like shaq
i bring that thunder like kevin durant
roll a 3.5 we gon’ smoke on they pack
she called me broke had to look at my sack
can’t be trippen ‘cause i went double that
can’t be trippen ‘cause i went trippled that
i’m still flipping b*tch yeah i’m still flipping packs
he keep talking must think i’m a hoe(hendrix)
all my n*ggas get money fasho
one more word and we kicking this door
we was down i came back with a load
told my n*gga put that sh*t on the floor
and you know we can’t trip ‘bout a hoe
that’s just life that’s the way that sh*t go
see you later i’m back on the road
i was chilling i’m back in that mode
i remember them nights in the cold
ltm be the ones never fold
str be the gang never told
we get b*tches we f*cking these hoes
i can sit back and smoke out the bowl
i just sit back blow smoke out the o
i just sit back and smoke out the zip
n*gga play but i keep it on hip
load it up we can take us a trip
make that call bella b make ‘em dip
if they catch us just stick to the script
ain’t gon’ catch us new benz in the wind
if they catch us won’t see me again
new vibe and she cane with a ten
and i’m back on that business again

b*tch tryna have my baby
she want that check for that brand new mercedes
might double back if that p*ssy go crazy
done after that she gone think we together
told her the truth ever since that i met her
her name was chelsea can’t keep her like kepa
thumbing through racks on my left a berretta
dripping high fashion this prada pants leather
33 shots got me feeling like scottie
34 shots got me feeling like shaq
i bring that thunder like kevin durant
roll a 3.5 we gon’ smoke on they pack
she called me broke had to look at my sack
can’t be trippen ‘cause i went double that
can’t be trippen ‘cause i went trippled that
i’m still flipping b*tch yeah i’m still flipping packs

- btf lyrics

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