Pressure
We Got the gas nigga come shop
He disrespect meeting the Glock
We out the beach caught us a opp
If it's bout money you know it's a lock
Turtle be slangin we out the park
No we ain't scared you know we be stepping
Streets getting sermons just like I'm a reverend
My nigga ride dirty he know he a felon
Boom bow hit
That boy he got hit in his shit
Remember was down on my dick
No handouts they ain't gimme shit
Luu Say in the cut yeah you know that he scoring
I slip on the rubber you know ian going
That hoe she a slut but she know that she boring
I dash in the dodge like I'm up in a foreign
JD be hoopin he going for thirty
Sending a threat and we did him dirty
Think we forgot know that we lurking
Ran at 11 he know he was worried
Ran at 11 he know he was worried
Damn shit finna get fixed
Lied on his mans know he a bitch
Drink gas I'm finna mix
Turtle gotta dirty thirty
Gotta blick Ian never worried
Off pills yeah off them Perc's
Fuck school man that shit too early
Damn damn these Niggas be cappin a lot
My niggas be trappin a lot
My uncle be whipping a lot
Say that she hungry dick feed her
Cuffin no bitch eater
Fuck with the opps bitch beat her
Rock me a show crowd pleaser
Like what you gone get outta that
Like why you be cappin like that
Run off he get shot in da back
My niggas throw bullets like dak
Uh uh uh uh Damn damn like why he be cappin like that
Like why he be actin like that
He run off he get shot in da back
My niggas throw bullets like dak
Keep my circle real small cause these niggas be trippin
When police involved they all get to snitchin
Luuh savvy on go pillow talking for bitches
I came bout my shit and I'm all bout my Benji's
Trynna go far with this rap shit I'm gifted
She ate up the dick Ian doing no kissin
It's fuck all the opps cause y'all really some bitches
Keep a glizzy real close anybody can get it
Free all my niggas man
I'm bouta pop me a jigga man
I feel like jigga man
We spin a bin We spin again and ride off in sprinter vans
My lil turtles get em up
Young niggas don't give a fuck
What's inda bank Lil Nigga
Yeah cause I got stuck Lil bitch
Slide in a tank I feel like frank
Yeah yeah what's in da bank
Fuck nigga ion give a fuck
Young nigga yeah y'all fucking stank
Lil bit gone suck a dick
Imma ape run off with his shit
Big Glock imma take it
Lil nigga imma bake em
Let's do it let's Go let's Do It
Trapkidd Trapkidd
Turtle burtle bitch
Wurtle Wurtle
He disrespect meeting the Glock
We out the beach caught us a opp
If it's bout money you know it's a lock
Turtle be slangin we out the park
No we ain't scared you know we be stepping
Streets getting sermons just like I'm a reverend
My nigga ride dirty he know he a felon
Boom bow hit
That boy he got hit in his shit
Remember was down on my dick
No handouts they ain't gimme shit
Luu Say in the cut yeah you know that he scoring
I slip on the rubber you know ian going
That hoe she a slut but she know that she boring
I dash in the dodge like I'm up in a foreign
JD be hoopin he going for thirty
Sending a threat and we did him dirty
Think we forgot know that we lurking
Ran at 11 he know he was worried
Ran at 11 he know he was worried
Damn shit finna get fixed
Lied on his mans know he a bitch
Drink gas I'm finna mix
Turtle gotta dirty thirty
Gotta blick Ian never worried
Off pills yeah off them Perc's
Fuck school man that shit too early
Damn damn these Niggas be cappin a lot
My niggas be trappin a lot
My uncle be whipping a lot
Say that she hungry dick feed her
Cuffin no bitch eater
Fuck with the opps bitch beat her
Rock me a show crowd pleaser
Like what you gone get outta that
Like why you be cappin like that
Run off he get shot in da back
My niggas throw bullets like dak
Uh uh uh uh Damn damn like why he be cappin like that
Like why he be actin like that
He run off he get shot in da back
My niggas throw bullets like dak
Keep my circle real small cause these niggas be trippin
When police involved they all get to snitchin
Luuh savvy on go pillow talking for bitches
I came bout my shit and I'm all bout my Benji's
Trynna go far with this rap shit I'm gifted
She ate up the dick Ian doing no kissin
It's fuck all the opps cause y'all really some bitches
Keep a glizzy real close anybody can get it
Free all my niggas man
I'm bouta pop me a jigga man
I feel like jigga man
We spin a bin We spin again and ride off in sprinter vans
My lil turtles get em up
Young niggas don't give a fuck
What's inda bank Lil Nigga
Yeah cause I got stuck Lil bitch
Slide in a tank I feel like frank
Yeah yeah what's in da bank
Fuck nigga ion give a fuck
Young nigga yeah y'all fucking stank
Lil bit gone suck a dick
Imma ape run off with his shit
Big Glock imma take it
Lil nigga imma bake em
Let's do it let's Go let's Do It
Trapkidd Trapkidd
Turtle burtle bitch
Wurtle Wurtle
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Writer(s): Ja'shaun Saunders-case
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