"[PRESS]" lyrics
House real big, cars real big
Dick real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that, buy that, 24s, ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Bitches, hoes, stunnas, shiners
Armani, what the fuck?
Been a don now that lil' nigga switched the code
Need my Cinnabon, get the brown sugar, then she roll
Fuck checks, drop the money in vanilla envelopes
Treat the Urus like a Honda, only difference is the road
I press, I press, I press, I press
Last nigga said my name and hit the city got pressed
Last shorty that they caught me on the viddy got press
I be rollin' and if she ain't rollin' with me, God bless
Said
I like getting invites to shit
But I like getting in fights and shit, aye
I just think, I don't write this shit
'Cause I know bitches gon' like this shit
Pull a trump card, dot dropped the Presi' in the flood
He gon' shoot, he don't even got the hesi in his blood
I salute, Huffy tires getting messy in the mud
Red carpet, nigga, 'bout to park the Tessy on the rug
Said gang gon' getcha, gang gon' getcha
Yeah, I love you, not enough to split the bankroll witcha
If my life like a movie, it's a bang bros picture
Got so crazy in Miami that it ain't no—
Run it back
Gang gon' getcha, gang gon' getcha
Yeah, I love you, not enough to split the bankroll witcha
If my life like a movie, it's a bang bros picture
Got so crazy in Miami that it ain't no pictures, ah
Armani, what the fuck?
Been a don now that lil' nigga switched the code
Need my Cinnabon, get the brown sugar, then she roll
Fuck checks, drop the money in vanilla envelopes
Treat the Urus like a Honda, only difference is the road
I press, I press, I press, I press
Last nigga said my name and hit the city got pressed
Last shorty that they caught me on the viddy got press
I be rollin' and if she ain't rollin' with me, God bless
Said
Dick real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that, buy that, 24s, ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Bitches, hoes, stunnas, shiners
Armani, what the fuck?
Been a don now that lil' nigga switched the code
Need my Cinnabon, get the brown sugar, then she roll
Fuck checks, drop the money in vanilla envelopes
Treat the Urus like a Honda, only difference is the road
I press, I press, I press, I press
Last nigga said my name and hit the city got pressed
Last shorty that they caught me on the viddy got press
I be rollin' and if she ain't rollin' with me, God bless
Said
I like getting invites to shit
But I like getting in fights and shit, aye
I just think, I don't write this shit
'Cause I know bitches gon' like this shit
Pull a trump card, dot dropped the Presi' in the flood
He gon' shoot, he don't even got the hesi in his blood
I salute, Huffy tires getting messy in the mud
Red carpet, nigga, 'bout to park the Tessy on the rug
Said gang gon' getcha, gang gon' getcha
Yeah, I love you, not enough to split the bankroll witcha
If my life like a movie, it's a bang bros picture
Got so crazy in Miami that it ain't no—
Run it back
Gang gon' getcha, gang gon' getcha
Yeah, I love you, not enough to split the bankroll witcha
If my life like a movie, it's a bang bros picture
Got so crazy in Miami that it ain't no pictures, ah
Armani, what the fuck?
Been a don now that lil' nigga switched the code
Need my Cinnabon, get the brown sugar, then she roll
Fuck checks, drop the money in vanilla envelopes
Treat the Urus like a Honda, only difference is the road
I press, I press, I press, I press
Last nigga said my name and hit the city got pressed
Last shorty that they caught me on the viddy got press
I be rollin' and if she ain't rollin' with me, God bless
Said
