"Mercedes" lyrics
Token, Terror Reid & Diggy Graves Lyrics
"Mercedes"
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes
Screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, that's a—" fuck you, pay me, that's a— that's a—
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes
Screamin' out, screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, baby, that's a—"
Fuck-fuck, pay me, that's a— that's a—
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes
Screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, that's a—" fuck you, pay me, that's a— that's a—
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes
Screamin' out, screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, baby, that's a—" (Bitch)
Fuck-fuck, pay me, that's a— that's a— (What it do? Baow)
Came from the city where the freaks don't hide much, East Coast time and the streets don't line up
Broke my peace, I don't even drive clean, but a shotgun queen, let an ego rise up
Tryna make mom less scared and my bro more focused
Give them a little buzz when I post my associate
T put the mic into micro doses
T put the mic into micro doses
Everybody in the Jeep need more sleep (Baow)
Body too cracked, but she don't crack smile
Think about it now, no one's ever seen her teeth
And I know I don't feel 'em
Gates out back like Bill and I build 'em
Bro just want good feels and I feel him
Start a new life off pills, he a pilgrim
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes (Gates out back like Bill)
Screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, that's a—" fuck you, pay me, that's a— that's a— (Gates out back like Bill)
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes (And the gates out back like Bill)
Screamin' out, screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, baby, that's a—" (Gates out back like—)
Fuck-fuck, pay me, that's a— that's a—
I'm too cold every time I flow, I should move down south where the warm wind blow (Blow)
Blow cocaine, dripped out my nose, start a brand-new life with a brand-new ho
Run through nights like I run through walls, get a graveyard bitch who love to bone
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I've been turnin' heads, exorcism, yet I've been losin' no sleep, bitch (Ayy)
I've been off the meds, levitate from beds, you've been up on your knees, bitch (Gang, ayy)
I've been chasin' bread, you've been chasin' death, lookin' up now to me, snitch
I've been duckin' feds in the fuckin' Benz, bumpin' Token and Reid, bitch (Bah, bah, bah, ayy)
Link up with Token and we floatin', geeked up off of all of that potion
Well-spoken, never chokin', this motion turn to explosion (Gang, gang)
Mic smokin', I might close in, hit him in broad day out in the open
So frozen, still the chosen, fuck around, get your whole jaw broken, bitch (Bah, bah, bah, brr)
I'ma pull up wherever your punk ass reside (Ayy, ayy)
Might see me hangin' out the whip and tuggin' back on the slide (Brr)
I'ma need that loot, I'ma need some more of that shit, lookin' for a soul to hit
That hope about to pummel and crumble at the precipice (Gang shit)
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes (Bitch, what it do? Gates out back like Bill)
Screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, that's a—" fuck you, pay me, that's a— that's a— (Gates out back like Bill)
Yeah, baby, that's a new Mercedes (And the gates out back like Bill)
Screamin' out, screamin' out, "Yeah, baby, baby, that's a—" (Gates out back like—)
Fuck-fuck, pay me, that's a— that's a—
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album:
"I'm Leaving Soon" (2026)
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