Pressin by Kyreem Lyrics
Aye let me hop on this real quick
Alright fasho
*clears throat*
(Aye Aye Aye)
Pushing, really making chicken off this rap shit, tripping off the bitch but I’m not stressing you can have it(nah)
Bro got that drakie with the beam it’s automatic(aye)
Real Haitian bitch but ion think you niggas want the static(nah)
No magic
I make her disappear like hocus-pocus(yup)
Claim you hella hard up on the net lil bitch come show us(nah)
Flashing all this piss up in the party yea they know us
Brother got it on em in the back n yea he gon buss(aye aye aye)
Riff-Raff
Bitch I’m really with it you should get back
Got big shit
That will split you like a Kit-Kat
Gimme twеnty bands and I can bang it imma flip that(yup)
Hallows with the shells I keep the еvi like a nic-nak
You can’t go to the mall when you lacking(yuh)
Flashing on the net you niggas do it for the fashion
If my brother got it I can guarantee he passing
Forty got the flash and you see lights camera action
Pressin
Like lil nigga what you trynna do
No drive by in the van I’m with my dogs like scooby do
My cousin really from the gutter so he finna shoot
I need it all I’m hella hungry bitch I need the loot
Bop bop(bop bop!)
Bleed her for the fit she give me slop top(yup)
Keep on bussing to the suckers man I can’t stop
Slice a nigga head(slice a nigga head) now he limping n he gon flop
We gon chop
Up a stewie nigga in the head
Told them niggas from my school that we can lock legs
One Eighty Seven what the fucking cops said
Chop Sewie nigga body to the rest he need meds
Chest shot
White tee
Finna turn red
(Aye)
Alright fasho
*clears throat*
(Aye Aye Aye)
Pushing, really making chicken off this rap shit, tripping off the bitch but I’m not stressing you can have it(nah)
Bro got that drakie with the beam it’s automatic(aye)
Real Haitian bitch but ion think you niggas want the static(nah)
No magic
I make her disappear like hocus-pocus(yup)
Claim you hella hard up on the net lil bitch come show us(nah)
Flashing all this piss up in the party yea they know us
Brother got it on em in the back n yea he gon buss(aye aye aye)
Riff-Raff
Bitch I’m really with it you should get back
Got big shit
That will split you like a Kit-Kat
Gimme twеnty bands and I can bang it imma flip that(yup)
Hallows with the shells I keep the еvi like a nic-nak
You can’t go to the mall when you lacking(yuh)
Flashing on the net you niggas do it for the fashion
If my brother got it I can guarantee he passing
Forty got the flash and you see lights camera action
Pressin
Like lil nigga what you trynna do
No drive by in the van I’m with my dogs like scooby do
My cousin really from the gutter so he finna shoot
I need it all I’m hella hungry bitch I need the loot
Bop bop(bop bop!)
Bleed her for the fit she give me slop top(yup)
Keep on bussing to the suckers man I can’t stop
Slice a nigga head(slice a nigga head) now he limping n he gon flop
We gon chop
Up a stewie nigga in the head
Told them niggas from my school that we can lock legs
One Eighty Seven what the fucking cops said
Chop Sewie nigga body to the rest he need meds
Chest shot
White tee
Finna turn red
(Aye)