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duckie mrpoetry - under pressure lyrics

hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
make em choke give em smoke if they want it now

n+ggas on bail thinking i’m frail
why would i hail hammer the nail
catching a wave setting the sail
who doper than this like i’m cracking a bale
hoe in the back give me brain n+gga yale
i’m in the box like i’m checking the mail
in the morning got a story to tell
i just got to keep it honest as h+ll
pull up on n+gga and change the procedure
i freestyle the cadence no need for a feature
just thinking the bread and cheese n+gga pizza
and takeover n+ggas who thinking they ether
n+ggas talk sh+t they don’t know about
roll loud til we on rolling loud
see it in your face that you hating
everything i’m doing got a motive now

hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
make ’em choke give em smoke if they want it now
i see the covis i’m clearing the trees
la vida loco my remedy weed
i need to open up regularly
but i be to focus on bettering me
point blank period right in your dome
we got the strength like i’m stalone
i got to vent i’m in the zone
bread cheese calzone
n+gga we high falcon
i got a grip clamped on
i’m talking my sh+t mask on
they pull up and hit mask off
fl!cking the wrist take long
cooking up quick apr+n
these n+ggas is shrimps they prawns
i got to get it the day long
turn up a little they skittles
n+ggas they weak and they brittle
n+ggas they really be p+ssy they stay in a box like a kennel
gas in the mask and it toxic
probably would k!ll you
put the d+ck in her esophagus right in the middle
smoke that i thought it was dwindling
that little feeling rekindling
straight from the source no middle men
i need the racks wimbledon
level the land level the land never again boy
run up a plan run up a plan running the game point
hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
make em choke give em smoke if they want it now

- duckie mrpoetry lyrics

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