don't push up (feat. Eli Alexander, vny. & Javion Bishop)
Rey Morado
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Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I might push a lil mo out, nigga can't een stunt Oh you think you ain't gone know bout it, these ain't Runtz We at goal line, nah nigga I can't e'en punt Just roll another, i said Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I got that, looked down, shit, dis ain't much,I might double Back Niggas look at me like, shit, where the trouble at Niggas serving mid, nah nah I don't want nun of that Don't push up In a land where niggas hate just cause you doing better I been oblivious, objective was to get some cheddar Palm on the neck, so I can't sweat, but ain't got shit to tell em These niggas a sell they soul to ya if you fuckin' let em Hardly a g, but you can't touch the letter Him off a ladder, flying carpet, Aladdin, bird of a feather, I'm lifted My life crazy, ain't scripted, I can't e'en hang with you niggas They vision tainted and brittle, I'm bout as crazy as cryptic I get on, mufuckas gone be sayin' they miss me Can't e'en drop the mission, just a missile, If they payin', I'm pimpin' F*ck a middle man, them be in jam I get the butter, flick the sand Switching hands, this nigga Shiva to these Peter Pans Ben and Jerry's, I'm ice cold, I been down bad I'm Fuckin' up my fico I admit I crashed, my apology Geico I might slip a tad, but impossible I fold Sum smell fishy, I'm catchin' the lies told Walkin tightrope, Rey be higher than light pole Suck me no lipo, got me soundin like just gimme da light' Sean Paul, raise the temperature tonight, then run that encore Niggas flexin , they really working out the wrong core Interception, i peep the play, n run my arms though it No connection, we got the wrong cord Cut from a different cloth, an iron to a bronze sword Aight, I admit, I'm needing it more Needle to thread, thimble weight, I sow through the door Click the pen more, you won't see me in lead fight Here the ticky, ticky, someone read me my dead rights Boom Gibbon off da tree, yo pack givin' baboon Clear the room for the elephant, them quaking in tomb All my niggas makin dope, shit we cookin' in tune Cookman Bethune, Rey Mo' take these niggas to school Loon loon, might need my straitjacket, up in outer space, Rey Xenon, make ya bitch go Zoom Zoom I been feelin King Kong, I'm saiyan at full moon Going ape shit, long long, my engine on vroom vroom Seven Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I might push a lil mo out, nigga can't een stunt Oh u think you ain't gone know bout it, these ain't Runtz We at goal line, nah nigga I can't e'en punt Just roll another, i said Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I got that, looked down, shit, dis ain't much, I might I Might Double back Ni-Niggas look at me like, shit, where the trouble at Niggas servin mid , nah nah I don't want nun of that Don't push up Woo, niggas dont know what we smoke We ain't pass no blunts, we dont f*ck with baby lungs We got the bag it's a ton, smoking big dope in the valley We can't stop it, enough, it ain't no room for the bluff Niggas toke with no fucks, my head blown, I'ma bust Got this clip to yo leg, I'ma smoke it all up Got yo broad on my bed, I'ma slurp it up I gotta hit and dip to make a couple bucks Woo I went to LA, Nigga thought I'd never come down Rey Pele Pele, Im hot as f*ck, you never around Mr Jefe, pack on Pepe Le Pue, esse We ain't livin' lavish, I been mad for some decades Vlad, you tell essay, a life story nigga, I ain't like you niggas Swear yo life boring, really You can't bite yo feelings, world swallowed yo heart I let my vices lift me up, how I've gotten this far Don-Dont push up, with the kid and get violent Viola Davis, get away with murder, paint a picture, spraying Never space a spare, forward fear and feel the favor flaking off I'm just the taste of 'tainment wait I'm still insane and Big kid smokin' heavy now hand me the paper I got too much weed, need to hang with the vapors He get stol for the gold, hoes stole his ego with capers This adventurous, I'm like Finn and them, steadily jakin' Vny. pass me the J a nigga got a lot on my brain The dopest rappers in the game my every verse is strain The formula can not be taught this shit should live in your veins These other niggas swisher sweet, I ain't impressed wit da games I got caught wit da pack and my stick and I dusted the case Way too fye to give up the plug, ain't telling nobody name I'm gassed up we finna roll like we was steppin in skates Them Fresh Prince Runtz, pullin like a smack in the face, nigga Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I might push a lil mo out, nigga can't een stunt Oh you think you ain't gone know bout it, these ain't Runtz We at goal line, nah nigga I can't e'en punt Just roll another, i said Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I got that, looked down, shit, dis ain't much, I might Double Back Niggas look at me like, shit, where the trouble at Niggas serving mid , nah nah I don't want nun of that Don't push up Don't push up Don't push up
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Written by: Bishop Pearsall, Eli Alexander, Eli Mcnayre, Erik Tuft, Marcus Johnson
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