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db.boutabag - full press d lyrics
[intro]
(skla_skla made that track)
why these n_ggas out here talkin’, like they really with the sh_t?
i done hit l!cks, then walked up, said, “f_ck the n_gga b_tch”
just because yo’ brother drillin’ don’t mean you doin’ skits
n_ggas claim they let it bang, but they ain’t never let it drip
n_ggas claim they got a name, but they ain’t never seen a trench
i’m a real gable baby, b_tch i started at the bench
i spent time my first rappin’, n_ggas thought i wasn’t sh_t
was unstable in them gables, why i started hittin’ l!cks
[verse]
b_tch i been havin’ sh_t, bro put ten on his b_tch
spent my last with my brother, and i been had his b_tch
n_ggas happy ’bout them slugs, b_tch i been had the drip
n_ggas sick
db trickin’ for a b_tch, that’s unlikely
lil’ bummy n_gga, had no clothes, wasn’t icy
but f_ck it
pull up on yo’ b_tch in this white tee
chase a check, high_key
“do it”, just like nike
these b_tches on me, steady askin’, “db can you wife me?”
i’m married to these blues, racist n_gga, like i’m spike lee
[chorus]
sick sh_t, slide up on n_ggas, like a ripstik
you cryin’ for that b_tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d_ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh_t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
sick sh_t, slide up on n_ggas, like a ripstik
you cryin’ for that b_tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d_ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh_t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
[post_chorus]
young n_gga, money tall, ballin’ like i’m 6’6
shawty suckin’ d_ck, i got her wipin’ off her lipstick
for pesos, i flip what i can like a gymnast
evade hoes, and b_tches, they was sleepin’ on my pimpin’
wasn’t f_ckin’ wit’ me, now these b_tches say i’m gifted
i’m driftin’
baby, time is money, or just tick it
i’m ’bout a bag, like 2 pac, above the rim sh_t
[verse 2]
how you n_ggas out here broke and put the blame on me?
i’m gettin’ money, while you laid up, pullin’ on weave
how you lazy and successful? that’s a f_cked up dream
n_ggas throwin’ shade, i leave ’em crippled like christopher reeve
why these n_ggas out here hatin’ on young db?
n_ggas pillow talkin’, b_tches stalkin’, i couldn’t believe
my circle small, like the middle of a dvd
i got my ls, now i slide like i cannot see
i swear they f_cked up lettin’ db in the dmv
now we can slide, tucked poles, not worried ’bout naythin’ (naythin’)
i swear to god, i felt free when i got off probabtion
now we finna pull up, in some like sp_ceships
and ain’t n_gga stoppin’ sh_t, still smoke ’til i’m asian
told baby catch me out, i got good persuasion
[chorus]
sick sh_t, slide up on n_ggas, like a ripstick
you cryin’ for that b_tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d_ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh_t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
sick sh_t, slide up on n_ggas, like a ripstick
you cryin’ for that b_tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d_ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh_t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
flippin’ all these packs doin’
oh we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
[outro]
young n_gga, money tall, ballin’ like i’m 6″6
shawty suckin’ d_ck, i got her wipin’ off her lipstick
for pesos, i flip what i can like a gymnast
evade_
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