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db.boutabag - full press d lyrics

[intro]
(skla+skla made that track)
why these n+ggas out here talkin’, like they really with the sh+t?
i done hit l!cks, then walked up, said, “f+ck the n+gga b+tch”
just because yo’ brother drillin’ don’t mean you doin’ skits
n+ggas claim they let it bang, but they ain’t never let it drip
n+ggas claim they got a name, but they ain’t never seen a trench
i’m a real gable baby, b+tch i started at the bench
i spent time my first rappin’, n+ggas thought i wasn’t sh+t
was unstable in them gables, why i started hittin’ l!cks
[verse]
b+tch i been havin’ sh+t, bro put ten on his b+tch
spent my last with my brother, and i been had his b+tch
n+ggas happy ’bout them slugs, b+tch i been had the drip
n+ggas sick
db trickin’ for a b+tch, that’s unlikely
lil’ bummy n+gga, had no clothes, wasn’t icy
but f+ck it
pull up on yo’ b+tch in this white tee
chase a check, high+key
“do it”, just like nike
these b+tches on me, steady askin’, “db can you wife me?”
i’m married to these blues, racist n+gga, like i’m spike lee

[chorus]
sick sh+t, slide up on n+ggas, like a ripstik
you cryin’ for that b+tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d+ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh+t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
sick sh+t, slide up on n+ggas, like a ripstik
you cryin’ for that b+tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d+ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh+t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips

[post+chorus]
young n+gga, money tall, ballin’ like i’m 6’6
shawty suckin’ d+ck, i got her wipin’ off her lipstick
for pesos, i flip what i can like a gymnast
evade hoes, and b+tches, they was sleepin’ on my pimpin’
wasn’t f+ckin’ wit’ me, now these b+tches say i’m gifted
i’m driftin’
baby, time is money, or just tick it
i’m ’bout a bag, like 2 pac, above the rim sh+t
[verse 2]
how you n+ggas out here broke and put the blame on me?
i’m gettin’ money, while you laid up, pullin’ on weave
how you lazy and successful? that’s a f+cked up dream
n+ggas throwin’ shade, i leave ’em crippled like christopher reeve
why these n+ggas out here hatin’ on young db?
n+ggas pillow talkin’, b+tches stalkin’, i couldn’t believe
my circle small, like the middle of a dvd
i got my ls, now i slide like i cannot see
i swear they f+cked up lettin’ db in the dmv
now we can slide, tucked poles, not worried ’bout naythin’ (naythin’)
i swear to god, i felt free when i got off probabtion
now we finna pull up, in some like sp+ceships
and ain’t n+gga stoppin’ sh+t, still smoke ’til i’m asian
told baby catch me out, i got good persuasion

[chorus]
sick sh+t, slide up on n+ggas, like a ripstick
you cryin’ for that b+tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d+ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh+t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
sick sh+t, slide up on n+ggas, like a ripstick
you cryin’ for that b+tch, that’s on god, shawty kiss d+ck
full press d, all my brothers really blitz sh+t
we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
flippin’ all these packs doin’
oh we grindin’, flippin’ all these packs doin’ kickflips
[outro]
young n+gga, money tall, ballin’ like i’m 6″6
shawty suckin’ d+ck, i got her wipin’ off her lipstick
for pesos, i flip what i can like a gymnast
evade+

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