PURE PRESSURE

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