"Save Stress" lyrics
BabyTron, J1hunnit & MJPAID Lyrics
[BabyTron:]
Alright, huh
Hoes call me Naw Man, they never heard me say yes
And get you stepped on for the low like it's Payless
Huh, I don't really say shit unless it's "Say less"
Fuck these hoes lil bro, you should save stress
Zero miles on it, rims shinin' and the paint wet
Same team, several rings I done 'came Steph
Go and hit a head, tap a top, pass the aim test
We ain't worried 'bout you, you ain't the main threat
Bih- bitch back-back with that flame breath
Am I up a milli yet? Like shit, is rain wet?
Everybody play it tough until it's time to face death
Bin Reaper, well known on Big Beaver
I can fill a cart up, I can hit a chip reader
Let me stop talkin' bout the old me, I sell features
Yeah I been in my bag, but don't you see I fell deeper?
Tss... It's one thought: Get some dollas
Quaker wocky, we'll grab some pie before we sip some vodka
That's a no-no, where yo' hoe go?
This life shit up and down like a yo-yo
Shout out to your main one, she a throat goat
Chop the face, 41, this hoe a rolla
AR-P with the kick, call it Nojo
Shittyboyz, Dog Shit Militia
[MJPAID:]
Damn, couple bands of that shit to get his bell gone
Bitch know my name 'cause I been doin' hoes wrong
I was sick when I fucked up the [?]
How this bitch suck the dick, she got dumb dumb
YTA denim, I'ma play it off the chrome chrome
Fucked up some racks, now you thinkin' where them hoes go
Why the fuck the drink mid, takin' so long
I gotta run, I be quick to put the bros on
Now she sick 'cause I'm quick to let the bitch beat
Niggas 'bout chasin' hoes, man that shit steep
Talkin' to the pint, rip the cell, now you miss me
Why the fuck you talkin', you ain't never touch a 50
I can do it all, niggas hatin', I'm a demi
I'm the type [?]
Pass ten bands like them niggas wanna kill me
Pop talkin' to me it's like "Please refill me"
[J1Hunnit:]
Why the fuck every time I get dressed I set a trend?
Why the fuck this bitch keep callin' me her boyfriend?
Call me Chrome Heart, they think me and Matty Boy kin
Soft white, niggas think I'm sellin' creatine blend
Got a CNA to light the side hustle, CPN
I saw the screen door, with an intercom to beep him in
He wanna sign to DSM, we told scramble to beat him in
Every time me and baby make up, I cheat again
Bakin' puppy dog cake, they think I'm signed to Duncan Hines
Walked in the room with Denim Tears on, they think I'm cryin'
1Hunnit
Alright, huh
Hoes call me Naw Man, they never heard me say yes
And get you stepped on for the low like it's Payless
Huh, I don't really say shit unless it's "Say less"
Fuck these hoes lil bro, you should save stress
Zero miles on it, rims shinin' and the paint wet
Same team, several rings I done 'came Steph
Go and hit a head, tap a top, pass the aim test
We ain't worried 'bout you, you ain't the main threat
Bih- bitch back-back with that flame breath
Am I up a milli yet? Like shit, is rain wet?
Everybody play it tough until it's time to face death
Bin Reaper, well known on Big Beaver
I can fill a cart up, I can hit a chip reader
Let me stop talkin' bout the old me, I sell features
Yeah I been in my bag, but don't you see I fell deeper?
Tss... It's one thought: Get some dollas
Quaker wocky, we'll grab some pie before we sip some vodka
That's a no-no, where yo' hoe go?
This life shit up and down like a yo-yo
Shout out to your main one, she a throat goat
Chop the face, 41, this hoe a rolla
AR-P with the kick, call it Nojo
Shittyboyz, Dog Shit Militia
[MJPAID:]
Damn, couple bands of that shit to get his bell gone
Bitch know my name 'cause I been doin' hoes wrong
I was sick when I fucked up the [?]
How this bitch suck the dick, she got dumb dumb
YTA denim, I'ma play it off the chrome chrome
Fucked up some racks, now you thinkin' where them hoes go
Why the fuck the drink mid, takin' so long
I gotta run, I be quick to put the bros on
Now she sick 'cause I'm quick to let the bitch beat
Niggas 'bout chasin' hoes, man that shit steep
Talkin' to the pint, rip the cell, now you miss me
Why the fuck you talkin', you ain't never touch a 50
I can do it all, niggas hatin', I'm a demi
I'm the type [?]
Pass ten bands like them niggas wanna kill me
Pop talkin' to me it's like "Please refill me"
[J1Hunnit:]
Why the fuck every time I get dressed I set a trend?
Why the fuck this bitch keep callin' me her boyfriend?
Call me Chrome Heart, they think me and Matty Boy kin
Soft white, niggas think I'm sellin' creatine blend
Got a CNA to light the side hustle, CPN
I saw the screen door, with an intercom to beep him in
He wanna sign to DSM, we told scramble to beat him in
Every time me and baby make up, I cheat again
Bakin' puppy dog cake, they think I'm signed to Duncan Hines
Walked in the room with Denim Tears on, they think I'm cryin'
1Hunnit
