Pressed (feat. OMB Bloodbath)

(Why yo' face so ugly?)
Yo' man check this motherf- out
A lot of y'all - be talkin' that shit (stand up)
Y'all - be actin' like you on that rara sh-
But when I see you h- in person, I don't get the same muhf- energy (stand up)
It's like you h- won't stand up for what yall muhf- said (stand up)
Yeah I wanna' go, I'm just like that
I'm built like that, man these h- got me f- up stand up b- (stand up)

If you don't like what I'm saying b- here
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands b- (stand up)
If you don't know this, b- I don't give a sh-
If I said it then I meant it, and what stupid b-? (Stand up)
You don't want to see Big Jade bust
Call my ratchet b- up, make it hard for b- to stand up (stand up)
Tell 'em h- this ain't what you want to do
But if it is, then it's up
Bust a motherf- move, ayy ayy ayy (look, stand up)

Shawty you better check that
Disrespect I'm gon' check that (ayy)
Anywhere I'm chillin' I promise that's where the check at (where the check at)
Yo' mouth writin' checks that yo' a- can't cash (ayy)
If I step up out my character I gotta beat yo' a-

I got a friend for a friend, (hol up) and a cousin on yo' a- (hol up)
I got a momma for a momma, and my daughter whoopin' ass
I ain't looking for no problems but I'm waitin' (ayy)
I'm knowing that they hating, man these b- they be basic

I'm only five two but I be groovin'
I hit the scene n- choosin'
Ain't do it in no Gucci
Streetwear but I'm still Gucci
Slim, a- fat and I'm still choosy (aye)
You hatin' 'cause you loosin' and yo' n- love me (aye)
Chill out b- you stupid (aye aye aye) (stand up)

If you don't like what I'm saying b- here
Swing when you see me, we can throw them hands b- (stand up)
If you don't know this, b- I don't give a s-
If I said it then I meant it, and what stupid bitch? (Stand up)
You don't want to see Big Jade bust
Call my ratchet b- up, make it hard for b- to stand up (stand up)
Tell 'em h- this ain't what you want to do
But if it is, then it's up
Bust a motherf- move (aye) (stand up)

I like a b- that I could sick on a h-
And she might talk like she sweet but she a pit on the low
Had a fight by the store and she was fixing a h-
And she get real disrespectful, she might spit on a h-
This a real hood b-, she ain't got nothing to prove
If any type of game's played she gon' go with her mood
If some shots let off then she might know what to do
She was the type to eat hot chips up in the morning at school

She f- wit' me'cause I'm a top shotta
Like pop the top, and sh- if not I'm paying top dollar
And if it's up you know it's stuck like a popped collar
I'm getting top outta, jaws like a Rottweiler (stand up)

If you don't like what I'm saying b- here
Swing when you see me, we can throw them hands b- (stand up)
If you don't know this, b- I don't give a sh-
If I said it then I meant it, and what stupid b-? (Stand up)
You don't want to see Big Jade bust
Call my ratchet b- up, make it hard for bitches to stand up (stand up)
Tell 'em h- this ain't what you want to do
But if it is, then it's up
Bust a m- move (stand up)



Credits
Writer(s): Maurice Young, Justin Riley, Atalia Young, Alexandra Elizabeth Nicks, Clifford Joseph Harris Jr., Dwayne Carter, La Marquis Jefferson, Jonathan H. Smith, Craig D. Love
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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