pressa - harriet lyrics
[chorus]
lil’ n+gga get shot now he embarrassed
and your lil’ mixtape i don’t wanna hear it
n+gga you a b+tch i don’t wanna hear that sh+t
opp n+ggas in the club we gon’ air it
and my manager said a n+gga need therapy
’cause my mind keep chippin’ on current’s
get money ’cause i wanna go hiss
if my b+tch bad run it up like harriet, see
[verse 1]
n+ggas always in and out surgery
send that p+ssy ass n+gga to the infirmary
ha, stayed at emergency and they only gave the cop a third degree and the other should’ve got accessory
ha, if you talking technically but f+ck, f+ck all that extra sh+t
my b+tch she a stripper from tennessee
ha, back to the topic, 10k just to run around topless
she don’t wanna f+ck shе just want topic
my b+tch bad little b+tch she poppin’
f+ck n+gga, they know wе poppin’ sh+t
diamonds go crazy let ’em pop my sh+t
tried macy’s glock got hollow tips
never showed you n+ggas where my condo is
i’m cut throat
i can make a little n+gga step and go and shovel
if i gave that n+gga a ball i bet he don’t fumble
he put that sh+t and he get whacked he should’ve stayed humble
and how a n+gga broke if all i do is hustle
pick up and go, ah ah
pick up the load, ah ah
pick up the phone, ah
i’m picking my bros, ah ah
send in the post, ah
my k!ller he slide n+gga, he still on parole
[chorus]
lil’ n+gga get shot now he embarrassed
and your lil’ mixtape i don’t wanna hear it
n+gga you a b+tch i don’t wanna hear that sh+t
opp n+ggas in the club we gon’ air it
and my manager said a n+gga need therapy
’cause my mind keep chippin’ on current’s
get money ’cause i wanna go hiss
if my b+tch bad run it up like harriet, see
[verse 2]
b+tch blowin’ up like mercury
who would’ve thought it would’ve worked for me
she bad, how she have the audacity to ask if a n+gga pop molly or xan
i don’t know ’bout you but i’m in my bag
city to city tryna serve a n+gga bag
i don’t know ’bout you but i do it for gang
tried to cross the border but a n+gga got flagged
k!ll a f+ck n+gga and do it again
ain’t no cap i’m one of the best
and i got money out here i got ghat
free crodie wit’ a knife and recession
we from the wild, wild west end
we duckin’ and dodgin’ detectives
we dodge the metal detector
my plug ran it up like he hector
foreign do the dash like it’s nashville
we spin the block like a hand drill
we take a lil’ n+gga necklace
leave a n+gga deserted like texas
my dawg a snake like he venomous
numbers they’re comin’ the metric
i found that glock and the glizzy
[chorus]
lil’ n+gga get shot now he embarrassed
and your lil’ mixtape i don’t wanna hear it
n+gga you a b+tch i don’t wanna hear that sh+t
opp n+ggas in the club we gon’ air it
and my manager said a n+gga need therapy
’cause my mind keep chippin’ on current’s
get money ’cause i wanna go hiss
if my b+tch bad run it up like harriet, see
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