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Uh, Press

[Pressa]
Ride around the city strapped
He gone, ain't coming back
My diamonds going ham
My plug BlackBerry zap
Real nigga, straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride around in AMG
Like Heavenly Father (Father), real niggas, they honored (Honored)
My bitch she bad, bad, bad, I don't wear no condom (Don't wear no condom)
My bitch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna (Just like Madonna)

My plug, he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Holla, holla)

[Jackboy]
If you need bricks, niggas, just holla
Just make sure you got every dollar
When you come, nigga, better come proper
I got Dior all over my collar
I got bodies all over my choppa
I'm a shotta, smoke a nigga head like a Rasta
Y'all could die tryna be gangsta
Playin' with gang, we stank ya
Put an opp on the news, make him famous (Wet)
Fuck the police, can't tame us
Got the bread, but it still ain't change us
I pour codeine in my Fanta
Blowin' on gas, no manners
Took a trip down to 'Bama

Came back with a sack like Santa
Fifty K in my denim
Bought a Lamb', you rent 'em
My dawg a killer, I sent him
Hit your block and we spin 'em
Spot an opp and we hit him
Doin' whatever to get him
Spray up whoever there wit' him
Now they label me a villain
Don't give no fucks, bitch, I am winnin'
Forgive me, Lord, I'm still sinnin'
Still tryna dodge prison
Rather be free livin'

[Pressa]
Ride around the city strapped
He gone, ain't coming back
My diamonds going ham

My plug BlackBerry zap
Real nigga, straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride around in AMG
Like Heavenly Father (Father), real niggas, they honored (Honored)
My bitch she bad, bad, bad, I don't wear no condom (Don't wear no condom)
My bitch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna (Just like Madonna)
My plug, he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Nigga, holla, holla)

[Pressa]
These niggas ain't change (Change)
Click, click, pow, ah

Get 'em out the way
Big 40 Glock, little bitch, no gauge (Gauge)
My nigga go ape (Ape)
Swing it around on 'em
No regular bae (Woah)
Ain't nothin' to play with
Put my name on a bracelet (Yeah)
If I die today
Real nigga, I aced it (Uh)
Run it up, no break (Break)
All talent and greatness, uh
She ran away
To live lavish and famous, uh
Five K 'fit, lil' ma
Watch my head, lil' bruh
I watch money and not a bitch, I'm the type to get a brick gone
Hunnid K from zero (Zero)

How much niggas we slid on?
My bae, she give brain, give brain like moron

[Pressa]
Ride around the city strapped
He gone, ain't coming back
My diamonds going ham
My plug BlackBerry zap
Real nigga, straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride around in AMG
Like Heavenly Father (Father), real niggas, they honored (Honored)
My bitch she bad, bad, bad, I don't wear no condom (Don't wear no condom)
My bitch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna (Just like Madonna)

My plug, he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Nigga, holla)

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