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
Motherf*ck 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
QuanDogg - Press Me Lyrics
QuanDogg - Press Me Lyrics
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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
Motherf*ck 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
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
Motherf*ck 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
Writer: Dy’Quan Giles
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