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hbk kidd - pull mercedes up lyrics

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[chorus: hbk]
young ballers label us, some l+st, some hatin’ us
this lifestyle made for us, when we pull mercedes up
hoes call to lay wit’ us, do anything to date wit’ us
and leave they man to hang wit’ us, when we pull mercedes up
on the grind, chasin’ b+tts, no such thang as maden up
but you can tell we makin’ up, when we pull mercedes up
yall could fly away wit’ us, first+class, pray for us
ship ‘em to the a with us, so we can pull mercedes up

[verse 1: hbk]
bylug
we came to stunt, pullin’ benz’s, painted up
saw yo’ b+tch, my chain was tucked
i took it out and made her f+ck
yo’ n+gga lame as f+ck, perped out, he fake the funk
if his piece ain’t twenty g’s or mo’, he ain’t wit’ us
bad hoes, we change ‘em up
you share them hoes? the same wit’ us
they do anything for us, ‘cause money ain’t a thing wit’ us
valet mercedes up, boy, get out this lane wit’ us
s550 to the coupe, we change ‘em up
blamin’ us, ‘cause we got whole city tryna step it up
they come across a crew, yeah
who up there neck+to+neck wit’ us?
chains on every neck wit’ us, shame on the n+ggas tryna flex on us
squirt ‘em wit’ mustard, ‘cause they ain’t ketch+in up
you got to show respect to us overlords
or i’ma take yo’ b+tch and go overboard
like dinner on a boat, cruisin’ over shores
her p+ssy get wetter when that motor roar

[chorus: hbk]
young ballers label us, some l+st, some hatin’ us
this lifestyle made for us, when we pull mercedes up
hoes call to lay wit’ us, do anything to date wit’ us
and leave they man to hang wit’ us, when we pull mercedes up
on the grind, chasin’ b+tts, no such thang as maden up
but you can tell we makin’ up, when we pull mercedes up
yall could fly away wit’ us, first+class, pray for us
ship ‘em to the a with us, so we can pull mercedes up

[verse 2: payroll]
4+1
pullin’ benz’s up, you should come and spend wit’ us
load your drop, you can cop, if it’s only ten and up
bad b+tches diggin’ us, b+tch n+ggas sick of us
diamond chain around my neck, solitaire’s big as f+ck
rose gold, yellow gold, white gold, i mix it up
louis bag waitin’ on me, in the coupe i picked it up
all rubber+band stacks big as bricks fill the duffle up
pickin’ until my life will make a n+gga step his hustle up
hop on the plane, first+class, wit’ no bag
land in atl, to my crib bigger than my other pad
it’s hard not to boast some bread
when yo’ earrings cost a coke of slab
the n+ggas that hate me, i know fasho they mad
simply, ‘cause i’m ballin’
we’ll whack you, but yo’ life already goin’ down the toilet
so, i’ma just sh+t on you
pull up on yo’ b+tch, like, “what you ‘bout to get into?”

[chorus: hbk]
young ballers label us, some l+st, some hatin’ us
this lifestyle made for us, when we pull mercedes up
hoes call to lay wit’ us, do anything to date wit’ us
and leave they man to hang wit’ us, when we pull mercedes up
on the grind, chasin’ b+tts, no such thang as maden up
but you can tell we makin’ up, when we pull mercedes up
yall could fly away wit’ us, first+class, pray for us
ship ‘em to the a with us, so we can pull mercedes up

[outro: payroll]
you know, hbk
bylug, rich n+gga sh+t
pullin’ benz’s up
n+ggas puttin’ b+tches up, ‘cause we pullin benz’s up
come and spend wit’ us



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