Pressin (feat. Tay B)
1$hawn & Kev Honcho
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Kev they can't f*ck with you Niggas should've fucking knew We was in that pilla before them niggas had a fucking clue Shotta told me blick em if they ever try to f*ck with you I don't hoop at all but ima show you what this jumper do Stepping, stand on top of business we the realist niggas repping I run with some hitters young and rich them niggas reckless F*ck a bucket list im getting niggas off my check list Putt he really cut he be the youngest nigga pressing Yeah, yeah my young niggas pressing I'm the youngest nigga in the D with a Patek She watch me count up a couple hundred she get nasty Made a movie with this bitch I fucked your favorite actress I used to tote a ten milly now I want ten milly I got a Rolls Royce now I upgraded from a Bentley I was broke as hell I caught a case swiping up in Indy Now I pop Ace of Spade you won't catch me drinking Remy They gone make this shit out to be hard but it's easy have them niggas come to this side so we can do them greasy can't leave me Say the streets can't be beat we gone beat em don't know when I'm gone see bro so until then it's free em We eating where we from if he don't work then he don't get a crumb simple It's only a couple ways to get that f*ck shit off my mental I'm steady rolling behind tent can't get caught in a rental Light shit up for bro I'm sick the way he died was accidental What got into these niggas they saying anything nowadays I won't even speak on when we flipped his shit sideways Chicken on my mind frame not the shit you eating Tell that bitch don't play no mind games or she can get to leaving Yeah, she can leave me give a f*ck I don't need her If the pussy ain't squirting out money I don't eat it We just popped a nigga but he ain't die now I'm heated My OG's probably sent your OG's to Herman Kiefer You the best strand if you ever send a yes man send your best man Make sure you come up with the best plans with your best friends I'm good wherever I go I ain't gotta do no check in Shoot out his whip won't do no arguing all I know is get check in I used to tote a ten milly I still got it bro put thirty on his wrist he got niggas for real plotting These niggas pawn all they shit my first chain I still got it We got money but these niggas real hoes so we robbed em Them boys scared to come outside so we find where they hiding He love scooping up the hoes that's how we find what he driving I show love why these niggas hating on me what's the problem I be playing with that raw like I never used a condom If I blitz him ima blick him f*ck the system betta get him I got stick and I'm on tip so I won't miss him If he flip But if he dip he bet not trip he bet freeze up off that hip He bet not slip cause we gone slide Blitz his mans cuz they gone hide They gone hide now If he ever wanna slide down he gone die now I'll let this bitch rock na with my chop na If he ever spin the block na we on top na And you know what I'm on
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Written by: Kevin Williams, RaShawn Davis
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