Press Me

Tell me why these niggas mad cause I'm tryna get me a bag I be ridin' with that MAC two shots hit him in his back Don't even send me a song you know it's trash You ain't tryna prove a point so why you tryna get me whacked? Speakin' down on BBE you know we quick to get on ass Saw you walkin' with your mama nigga you don't get a pass It's a fifty on the Glock don't make me find out where you at Runnin' down your damn block like Santa Claus we gift wrapping I'm him they wanna be but I am not no damn rapper Think you a plug in my city you's not no damn trapper I be waitin' for this moment Ain't nobody wanna test me Keep the glock on my side if anybody wanna press me I'm wearin' Nike every day I ain't wearin no giuseppe Everybody wanna hate at least you gotta respect me Motherfuck the law man I hope they ain't gon' catch me You can get crunched by this AR like it's Nestle Walk him down with that damn snipe like it's Wesley Man I call my chopper Bucum walk you down like you reggie Foreign said he got them drums we gon march him like a band You can get shot in public if you try to shake my l hand I ain't talkin' mannequin this chopper make you do the stand I got guns I got money I don't even need no friend Y'all don't like this damn flow I'm about to switch it up again Better cook that shit right before I hit you with the pan A lot of niggas back doorin for these bands I'ma do you like I'm Gucci if it's money on my head 5-5-6 with the dot finna shoot him where he stands Now you dead up on the block we don't need no ambulance You call yourself a goat but you is a copycat It's on the flow And I better have my money copy that I'm still not 517 nigga with that Drac' where I be at You tryna say that I'm a threat? (Bow)That's how I react pussy Tell me why these niggas mad cause I'm tryna get me a bag I be ridin' with that MAC two shots hit him in his back Don't even send me a song you know it's trash You ain't tryna prove a point so why you tryna get me whacked? Speakin' down on BBE you know we quick to get on ass Saw you walkin' with your mama nigga you don't get a pass It's a fifty on the Glock don't make me find out where you at Runnin' down your damn block like Santa Claus we gift wrapping I'm him they wanna be but I am not no damn rapper Think you a plug in my city you's not no damn trapper I be waitin' for this moment Ain't nobody wanna test me Keep the glock on my side if anybody wanna press me Tell me why these niggas mad cause I'm tryna get me a bag I be ridin' with that Mack Two shots hit him in his back Tell me why these niggas mad cause I'm tryna get me a bag I be ridin' with that Mack Two shots hit him in his back