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PURE PRESSURE
by 1mula
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My dawg he was stuck in a Precinct
I'm dropping the drugs in my Fiji
You don't wanna see me
I need all my green like Luigi
A brown tone bitch
Just like she a Reeses
I'm greedy
Need a good meal
That's gon fill me up
Eat up the beat
My stomach real stuffed
You tried 4 times
And you ran outta luck
Now you stuck in that jam
With nobody to hug
Need bread from 8 ways
Like a octopus
Fuck bout yo defense
You know aint stopping us
8 Niggas and they all got .45s
Now that is a glocktopus
Peak of my Prime no Optimus
Exotics in stock come shop with us
Slamming the rakes
Aint no locking up
Too many clones
Everybody can't rock with us
You be smokin that bammer
I'm smoking that shit
That I cannot pronounce
Smoking that shit
That I cannot put out
I'm chasing a bag
I'm running around
And you niggas is clowns
My dawg he was stuck ina Precinct
I'm dropping the drugs in my Fiji
You don't wanna see me
I Need all my green like Luigi
A brown tone bitch
Just like she a Reeses
I'm greedy
Leeko on my right
And he watching my 6
Dsco to my left and he toting a blick
Think twice before you act
Never know who carry a stick
I'm never a lick
Lets take an adventure like Rick
Can't go nowhere without Morty
My shorty he carry a 40
Look
Now run that shit right back
I'm finna attack
I'm never gon lack
At all
You know I'm gon ball
All the way to til the day that i fall
Thief in the night in a fog
Pop a nigga write his name in a logs
Shoot for the top
Always aiming at mars
She asked what i wanted
I told her the jaws
They wanted the pressure
That's what I am giving em
Need all my dues
I'm collecting I'm billing em
Troopers on go
Never worried they drillin em
Hollows is hot
No issue with sending em
This is a real rap scheme
Not no synonyms
But ima flip it
And talk about antonyms
No I'm not rambling
My lyrics concise
You a pacifist
Nigga I fight
You niggas is tethers
You niggas ain't right
Now what did i do
I might've confused you
Google some shit
And you tell me whos who
Cover my tracks
Never leaving no blues clues
You mad at me
Cause the bitches ain't choose you
I cannot help that the women
Don't want you
Told you that I am that nigga
I warned you
Don't fuck with niggas
They corns and brus
Whatever I do ima win can't lose
She play with the balls
Like a game of foose
I'm grabbing the strap
Mike Tyson her back
I'm smacking that ass
I'm leaving a bruise
My dawg he was stuck in a Precinct
I'm dropping the drugs in my Fiji
You don't wanna see me
Need all my green like Luigi
A brown tone bitch
Just like she a Reeses
I'm greedy
My dawg he was stuck in a Precinct
I'm dropping the drugs in my Fiji
You don't wanna see me
I need all my green like Luigi
A brown tone bitch
Just like she a Reeses
I'm greedy
Need a good meal
That's gon fill me up
Eat up the beat
My stomach real stuffed
You tried 4 times
And you ran outta luck
Now you stuck in that jam
With nobody to hug
Need bread from 8 ways
Like a octopus
Fuck bout yo defense
You know aint stopping us
8 Niggas and they all got .45s
Now that is a glocktopus
Peak of my Prime no Optimus
Exotics in stock come shop with us
Slamming the rakes
Aint no locking up
Too many clones
Everybody can't rock with us
You be smokin that bammer
I'm smoking that shit
That I cannot pronounce
Smoking that shit
That I cannot put out
I'm chasing a bag
I'm running around
And you niggas is clowns
My dawg he was stuck ina Precinct
I'm dropping the drugs in my Fiji
You don't wanna see me
I Need all my green like Luigi
A brown tone bitch
Just like she a Reeses
I'm greedy
Leeko on my right
And he watching my 6
Dsco to my left and he toting a blick
Think twice before you act
Never know who carry a stick
I'm never a lick
Lets take an adventure like Rick
Can't go nowhere without Morty
My shorty he carry a 40
Look
Now run that shit right back
I'm finna attack
I'm never gon lack
At all
You know I'm gon ball
All the way to til the day that i fall
Thief in the night in a fog
Pop a nigga write his name in a logs
Shoot for the top
Always aiming at mars
She asked what i wanted
I told her the jaws
They wanted the pressure
That's what I am giving em
Need all my dues
I'm collecting I'm billing em
Troopers on go
Never worried they drillin em
Hollows is hot
No issue with sending em
This is a real rap scheme
Not no synonyms
But ima flip it
And talk about antonyms
No I'm not rambling
My lyrics concise
You a pacifist
Nigga I fight
You niggas is tethers
You niggas ain't right
Now what did i do
I might've confused you
Google some shit
And you tell me whos who
Cover my tracks
Never leaving no blues clues
You mad at me
Cause the bitches ain't choose you
I cannot help that the women
Don't want you
Told you that I am that nigga
I warned you
Don't fuck with niggas
They corns and brus
Whatever I do ima win can't lose
She play with the balls
Like a game of foose
I'm grabbing the strap
Mike Tyson her back
I'm smacking that ass
I'm leaving a bruise
My dawg he was stuck in a Precinct
I'm dropping the drugs in my Fiji
You don't wanna see me
Need all my green like Luigi
A brown tone bitch
Just like she a Reeses
I'm greedy