I'm at Nobu with my main bitch but my side hoe get whatever
Walmart type of lover savin' money livin' better
Gon wake up in the morning come back home with stacks of cheddar
And when we go to sleep I'll make a baddie's pussy wetter like ooh
That bitch be moaning and groaning
And if you think that bitch is sensitive then why was she boning?
Gonna pop her and pass her out like some damn melatonin
Yeah cuz sharin' is carin' and girls want their man to show it
Beats bang heat spray
A whole ass range up in my catalog
I say what's on my brain and they come runnin' like a cattle call
The sphere I'm in is empty so I make a hit like racquetball
And take it to the rack I'm talkin' stacks of racks no basketball
I'm pickin' the speed up
Just like some Adderall from dealers
Only difference is my product come in laced with dope ass features
Type to have you OD
I'm talkin' type to give you seizures
You took a pill in Ibiza I took four more by the schemers
You little f*cks don't measure up
Off you a thousand times I kilometer
Wipe all of the blood off all the cuts received between my fingers
I tried to level up by stayin' ready like it's Little Caesars
Takin' down an opp while cops wrote down my list of misdemeanors
Haha yeah
Been a minute since me and Coté went on a murder spree
Call the morgue up and let em know we ain't payin' no fees
It's a free case baby I ain't switchin' for shit
I got a million in this bitch so tell the dealer suck my dick
One in the chamber if you won't leave me alone
I'll take your life and your bitch kill two birds with one stone
Bringing in the green you gettin' pinched if you ain't got it
I ain't stingy imma run you for the lint in your pockets
I'm on a different type of timing
Clocks are runnin' they behind me
You too slow for me you out here doin' forty in a ninety
Now my nine done got you 40'd
Tried to warn you you ignore me
Now I gotta tell your mama that you missin' in the morning
I'm startin' to zone out
I'm pickin' the words out
I'm whippin' it no towel
I'm switchin' my whole style
Don't let me go wild
Becomin' a boss how?
By bein' the best out
I always impress never regress
Everything I'm sayin' imma say it with my chest
Pockets gettin' fatter imma need some extra stitches
All these women carry shovels I ain't here for them bitches
I had homies spending racks all for the girl just to snake him
And now he livin' like a king again assalamu alaikum
He a free man basking in the sun
He in his dream land
Reachin' all my goals with that seven foot wingspan
Shooters gotta shoot and now my finger gettin' itchy
I ain't got no snitch in me never tried to get switchy
Big rage I've been caged for ten days
Time to let loose and dig graves for sensei
Call me Bruce Wayne I'm masked up with black capes
Take your soul from you the reaper came to collect pay
Target on their back the debt collector wants his bounty
All these local rappers dead bitch I'm the best in my whole county
Got Kid Jakob on the feature he's the reaper
Time to go
We the new age Shaq and Kobe back to back to back
And no ain't no one stoppin' us now
Now it's my time and I'm the leader call me Optimus bitch
I'm in my prime arrived on time
But they ain't boxin' us in
You text my line I keep it silent
Ain't respondin' to a fed bitch I ain't stupid keep on trying
Number one and still climbing
Outlasted all the competition
Now I'm workin' my way up
No tellin' how big I am getting
But it's so close don't reroute til I persist in this mission
I take the risk while clinchin' fists in hope I get the attention
Of all the media pages but I don't wanna be famous
Just want enough of y'all to listen that it covers my wages
A hunned ladies in my DMs pick a few and arrange it
There ain't no cash that gets exchanged
These bitches love the arrangement
They love this picture I painted
Don't drink the water it's tainted
But y'all so thirsty for a mention they gon sip til they fainted
I'm with the dawg don't need training
Kid Jakob strapped and he spraying
It's time to let loose on these hoes and leave em dead on the pavement
We gone
Ethan Coté - APPLYING PRESSURE (feat. Kid Jakob) Lyrics
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I'm at Nobu with my main bitch but my side hoe get whatever
Walmart type of lover savin' money livin' better
Gon wake up in the morning come back home with stacks of cheddar
And when we go to sleep I'll make a baddie's pussy wetter like ooh
That bitch be moaning and groaning
And if you think that bitch is sensitive then why was she boning?
Gonna pop her and pass her out like some damn melatonin
Yeah cuz sharin' is carin' and girls want their man to show it
Beats bang heat spray
A whole ass range up in my catalog
I say what's on my brain and they come runnin' like a cattle call
The sphere I'm in is empty so I make a hit like racquetball
And take it to the rack I'm talkin' stacks of racks no basketball
I'm pickin' the speed up
Just like some Adderall from dealers
Only difference is my product come in laced with dope ass features
Type to have you OD
I'm talkin' type to give you seizures
You took a pill in Ibiza I took four more by the schemers
You little f*cks don't measure up
Off you a thousand times I kilometer
Wipe all of the blood off all the cuts received between my fingers
I tried to level up by stayin' ready like it's Little Caesars
Takin' down an opp while cops wrote down my list of misdemeanors
Haha yeah
Been a minute since me and Coté went on a murder spree
Call the morgue up and let em know we ain't payin' no fees
It's a free case baby I ain't switchin' for shit
I got a million in this bitch so tell the dealer suck my dick
One in the chamber if you won't leave me alone
I'll take your life and your bitch kill two birds with one stone
Bringing in the green you gettin' pinched if you ain't got it
I ain't stingy imma run you for the lint in your pockets
I'm on a different type of timing
Clocks are runnin' they behind me
You too slow for me you out here doin' forty in a ninety
Now my nine done got you 40'd
Tried to warn you you ignore me
Now I gotta tell your mama that you missin' in the morning
I'm startin' to zone out
I'm pickin' the words out
I'm whippin' it no towel
I'm switchin' my whole style
Don't let me go wild
Becomin' a boss how?
By bein' the best out
I always impress never regress
Everything I'm sayin' imma say it with my chest
Pockets gettin' fatter imma need some extra stitches
All these women carry shovels I ain't here for them bitches
I had homies spending racks all for the girl just to snake him
And now he livin' like a king again assalamu alaikum
He a free man basking in the sun
He in his dream land
Reachin' all my goals with that seven foot wingspan
Shooters gotta shoot and now my finger gettin' itchy
I ain't got no snitch in me never tried to get switchy
Big rage I've been caged for ten days
Time to let loose and dig graves for sensei
Call me Bruce Wayne I'm masked up with black capes
Take your soul from you the reaper came to collect pay
Target on their back the debt collector wants his bounty
All these local rappers dead bitch I'm the best in my whole county
Got Kid Jakob on the feature he's the reaper
Time to go
We the new age Shaq and Kobe back to back to back
And no ain't no one stoppin' us now
Now it's my time and I'm the leader call me Optimus bitch
I'm in my prime arrived on time
But they ain't boxin' us in
You text my line I keep it silent
Ain't respondin' to a fed bitch I ain't stupid keep on trying
Number one and still climbing
Outlasted all the competition
Now I'm workin' my way up
No tellin' how big I am getting
But it's so close don't reroute til I persist in this mission
I take the risk while clinchin' fists in hope I get the attention
Of all the media pages but I don't wanna be famous
Just want enough of y'all to listen that it covers my wages
A hunned ladies in my DMs pick a few and arrange it
There ain't no cash that gets exchanged
These bitches love the arrangement
They love this picture I painted
Don't drink the water it's tainted
But y'all so thirsty for a mention they gon sip til they fainted
I'm with the dawg don't need training
Kid Jakob strapped and he spraying
It's time to let loose on these hoes and leave em dead on the pavement
We gone
Walmart type of lover savin' money livin' better
Gon wake up in the morning come back home with stacks of cheddar
And when we go to sleep I'll make a baddie's pussy wetter like ooh
That bitch be moaning and groaning
And if you think that bitch is sensitive then why was she boning?
Gonna pop her and pass her out like some damn melatonin
Yeah cuz sharin' is carin' and girls want their man to show it
Beats bang heat spray
A whole ass range up in my catalog
I say what's on my brain and they come runnin' like a cattle call
The sphere I'm in is empty so I make a hit like racquetball
And take it to the rack I'm talkin' stacks of racks no basketball
I'm pickin' the speed up
Just like some Adderall from dealers
Only difference is my product come in laced with dope ass features
Type to have you OD
I'm talkin' type to give you seizures
You took a pill in Ibiza I took four more by the schemers
You little f*cks don't measure up
Off you a thousand times I kilometer
Wipe all of the blood off all the cuts received between my fingers
I tried to level up by stayin' ready like it's Little Caesars
Takin' down an opp while cops wrote down my list of misdemeanors
Haha yeah
Been a minute since me and Coté went on a murder spree
Call the morgue up and let em know we ain't payin' no fees
It's a free case baby I ain't switchin' for shit
I got a million in this bitch so tell the dealer suck my dick
One in the chamber if you won't leave me alone
I'll take your life and your bitch kill two birds with one stone
Bringing in the green you gettin' pinched if you ain't got it
I ain't stingy imma run you for the lint in your pockets
I'm on a different type of timing
Clocks are runnin' they behind me
You too slow for me you out here doin' forty in a ninety
Now my nine done got you 40'd
Tried to warn you you ignore me
Now I gotta tell your mama that you missin' in the morning
I'm startin' to zone out
I'm pickin' the words out
I'm whippin' it no towel
I'm switchin' my whole style
Don't let me go wild
Becomin' a boss how?
By bein' the best out
I always impress never regress
Everything I'm sayin' imma say it with my chest
Pockets gettin' fatter imma need some extra stitches
All these women carry shovels I ain't here for them bitches
I had homies spending racks all for the girl just to snake him
And now he livin' like a king again assalamu alaikum
He a free man basking in the sun
He in his dream land
Reachin' all my goals with that seven foot wingspan
Shooters gotta shoot and now my finger gettin' itchy
I ain't got no snitch in me never tried to get switchy
Big rage I've been caged for ten days
Time to let loose and dig graves for sensei
Call me Bruce Wayne I'm masked up with black capes
Take your soul from you the reaper came to collect pay
Target on their back the debt collector wants his bounty
All these local rappers dead bitch I'm the best in my whole county
Got Kid Jakob on the feature he's the reaper
Time to go
We the new age Shaq and Kobe back to back to back
And no ain't no one stoppin' us now
Now it's my time and I'm the leader call me Optimus bitch
I'm in my prime arrived on time
But they ain't boxin' us in
You text my line I keep it silent
Ain't respondin' to a fed bitch I ain't stupid keep on trying
Number one and still climbing
Outlasted all the competition
Now I'm workin' my way up
No tellin' how big I am getting
But it's so close don't reroute til I persist in this mission
I take the risk while clinchin' fists in hope I get the attention
Of all the media pages but I don't wanna be famous
Just want enough of y'all to listen that it covers my wages
A hunned ladies in my DMs pick a few and arrange it
There ain't no cash that gets exchanged
These bitches love the arrangement
They love this picture I painted
Don't drink the water it's tainted
But y'all so thirsty for a mention they gon sip til they fainted
I'm with the dawg don't need training
Kid Jakob strapped and he spraying
It's time to let loose on these hoes and leave em dead on the pavement
We gone
Writer: Austin Garrison, Ethan Coté
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid