Don't Press Me
I don't fuck with the real me
Uh
The real me got me fiending off a oxy
Yuh
Textin all my exes makin second guesses
Yea
Poppin tabs n poppin pressies
Aye
I can tell you honestly I don't wanna be
Caught up with the ops
Bitch jus gimme top
I like yellow rock
Purple soda hopscotch
Mollied up on the block
Pullin out my Glock yea
Runin up my stock aye
Don't press me bitch don't press me aye
Only god can test me
I got a full rack up on me
Get off my chest I'm tryna breathe
Just get out my face I'm tryna breathe
I ain't a pill don't press me
Poppin off a addy
Whipit in the glass yea
Okay bitch don't test me
I got death arraignments
I got dark engagements
I can leave your mind bent
Just ask me how my day went yea
Smokin on a pack got me boofed out
Smokin that loud got me geeked out
Lj bangerz puffin in the joint now
I aint slippin keep that shit on point now
Get it while you can aint built like mega man
Get the clout and get out you bleed like a fire spout
Get robbed for your dough you a sore loser bro
My name young jj can you please get out the way way
Smoke the whole damn zip yea we do this every day
Load up in the car yea dunno where we are
Stay on the run one day you'll be a star
Don't turn in your gun yea you know who you are boi
Uh
The real me got me fiending off a oxy
Yuh
Textin all my exes makin second guesses
Yea
Poppin tabs n poppin pressies
Aye
I can tell you honestly I don't wanna be
Caught up with the ops
Bitch jus gimme top
I like yellow rock
Purple soda hopscotch
Mollied up on the block
Pullin out my Glock yea
Runin up my stock aye
Don't press me bitch don't press me aye
Only god can test me
I got a full rack up on me
Get off my chest I'm tryna breathe
Just get out my face I'm tryna breathe
I ain't a pill don't press me
Poppin off a addy
Whipit in the glass yea
Okay bitch don't test me
I got death arraignments
I got dark engagements
I can leave your mind bent
Just ask me how my day went yea
Smokin on a pack got me boofed out
Smokin that loud got me geeked out
Lj bangerz puffin in the joint now
I aint slippin keep that shit on point now
Get it while you can aint built like mega man
Get the clout and get out you bleed like a fire spout
Get robbed for your dough you a sore loser bro
My name young jj can you please get out the way way
Smoke the whole damn zip yea we do this every day
Load up in the car yea dunno where we are
Stay on the run one day you'll be a star
Don't turn in your gun yea you know who you are boi
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Writer(s): James Dominguez
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