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tesla chapman - full court press (intro) كلمات أغنية

(intro)
yeah, okay
(die monster! you don’t belong in this world!)
sp_ceworld

(verse 1)
complete the mission, grab the funds
you n_ggas some f_cking bums
ain’t never touched a f_cking band (broke ass n_ggas)
hit lil shawty up
said “let’s have some fun”
went on like an hour run
spun the block, we f_cked again (buh! buh! buh!)
reignited the beef
i guess it’s up again (f_ck n_gga)
enemy for life
i guess it’s stuck
man, i’m tired of this sh_t
wonder when i’ll give it up
i’m like giannis
way i’m handling the bucks (c’mon)

(hook)
full court press
don’t need no more stress
seven grams in this caponе
smoke gripping through my chest (_coughs from said capone_)
focusеd on them cheeks
give a f_ck about some br__sts
finna beat her back in
like i’m banging on a desk (beat her back!)
full court press
don’t need no more stress
seven grams in this capone
smoke gripping through my chest (_coughs from said capone_)
focused on them cheeks
give a f_ck about some br__sts
finna beat her back in
like i’m banging on a desk (beat her back!)
alright…
(verse 2)
hit donny on the phone like every day (what up cuz?)
then i hit up dy
plot on what we finna skate (what up dylan?)
on the move so much
i’ll probably never take a break
made some bands off this music
i done finally touched the cake (i’ll never stop)
taking these productions
cross the map
state to state
you in the trap
bagging eighths (c’mon)
cuz you know you haven’t ate (c’mon)
go on head n_gga
hustle for that plate
we all gotta eat
i got full off my mistakes (i’m eating right now)

(post_hook)
full court press
don’t need no more stress (alright)
seven grams in this capone
smoke gripping through my chest
focused on them cheeks
give a f_ck about some br__sts
finna beat her back in (i really want y’all to understand)
like i’m banging on a desk
_beat fades out_
(everything you hear on this tape) full court press
don’t need no more stress (is just a sample of what’s to come)
seven grams in this capone
smoke gripping through my chest
_beat fades in_
focused on them cheeks
give a f_ck about some br__sts
finna beat her back in
like i’m banging on a desk
alright…

- tesla chapman

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