lil blade - pull up in a benz lyrics
[chorus: lil blade]
call me mr. pull up in a benz
you with a boss, b+tch, i ain’t no little kid
i’m a player, you don’t like it, you can walk
i show up and show out, i don’t really like to talk
i have these hoes going crazy
never met me, but they wanna have my baby
prada, gucci, louis vuitton
f+cking round with me, i’ll make a b+tch lose her mind
[verse 1: lil blade]
cut the top on the coupe, still ride behind tints
peanut b+tter seats, match the brown b+tch i’m riding with
can’t n0body clame me, so i ain’t never hiding sh+t
hustle hard for this presi, i ain’t out here robbing sh+t
still copping whole things, four fours, no [?]
vs in both chains, two hoes, they both mains
and they both lovе a n+gga
after this [?] they might both f+ck a n+gga
lil boy, my women all tеns
riding all benzes
presi or the a.p., stand on tall business
most of these n+ggas hating, ’cause they all wittness
i’m 22 running sh+t, f+cking y’all b+tches
[chorus: lil blade]
call me mr. pull up in a benz
you with a boss, b+tch, i ain’t no little kid
i’m a player, you don’t like it, you can walk
i show up and show out, i don’t really like to talk
i have these hoes going crazy
never met me, but they wanna have my baby
prada, gucci, louis vuitton
f+cking round with me, i’ll make a b+tch lose her mind
[verse 2: payroll giovanni]
pulled up on her in a benz for a day date
roles gold day date, always doing what they can’t
bought a roley and a new whip in the same day
a boss n+gga coming through, lame n+gga, make way
i’m plugging in the same state, my crib came with grey gates
they ball on ig, the life i live, you just can’t fake
pulling up in different whips, probably to the same bank
can tell how i’m smiling, that a n+gga money piling
try to ride to an island, 42 got her wilding
hit rodeo, now she styling
spent a bankroll, but we vibing
louis sneaks match the benz seats
i been in the benz, you just been in cheaps
[chorus: lil blade]
call me mr. pull up in a benz
you with a boss, b+tch, i ain’t no little kid
i’m a player, you don’t like it, you can walk
i show up and show out, i don’t really like to talk
i have these hoes going crazy
never met me, but they wanna have my baby
prada, gucci, louis vuitton
f+cking round with me, i’ll make a b+tch lose her mind
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