Boney Barks - Mercedes Compressor Lyrics

I popped a shh that's my pick me up
Srt on the street
Tires light up
You ain't got no weight do ya sit ups
Niggas got aim from the hip up
These ain't no hockey my stick up
She got Oxys for the hiccups

Eyes low like Mercedes compressor
I need chrome hearts for the closet
Spin the block to the bank deposit
Niggas ain't shit I'm modest
Hips like a genie model
Shrimp with linguini
El Chapo
She want coke I hit up Gustavo
Bitch don't hit my phone texting some novels

I'm in hellcat but far from the Daemons
I lost my mind please tell me if you see it
She leave me on read I had to delete it
If I beat it up then I might just keep it
You got man well I'll keep secret
We on e at night like Ryan secrest
The love I got for you is deepest
You lay on tip imma lay underneath it
Like I queen baby how I treat you
Casting call know the agency needs you
Talking out ya neck I cannot Belice you
But show you respect so I gotta keep you
Gran the Tec we gone make that shirt see thru
Riding with the stick like it's legal
Tires burn let it skrt in regal
I don't do this for me I
Do this for my peoples
The size of perc is the size of my puples
She suck my dick I love how she tributes
Ran I outta love that I can give you
You cannot fathom the shit that I been thru
Jump in her pussy I needed a swimsuit
Run rack my racks run my racks till it's 10-2
Thottiana and she wall in off Benzos
Let me clap let me clap in a rental
Call me dad I'm the on you attend too
Class I session don't forget the utensils