This is a song about "Mercedes is jot"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Then me and ur girl be in a mercedes/

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Try to spit flaming verses hotter than the ones i quickly jot,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Making her money she drive a mercedes

Now how that sound to ya, jot it down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Try to spit flaming verses hotter than the ones i quickly jot,

Some people drive mercedes

... club, we'll be actin' real nice