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woo lotti - pressure applied lyrics

[intro: woo lotti]
youngins run around, buggin’
opp city lookin’, don’t spin

[chorus: woo lotti]
we was on that block, thuggin’
youngins run around, buggin’
opp city lookin’, don’t spin
chasin’ bands, i might pop out again
watch how i hop out the coupe
n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you
watch how i hop out the coupe
lil’ n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you
we was on that block, thuggin’
youngins run around, buggin’
opp city lookin’, don’t spin
chasin’ bands, i might pop out again
watch how i hop out the coupe
n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you
watch how i hop out the coupe
lil’ n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you

[verse: oj bando]
came up from the bottom, now we on the top
robbin’ and jugging, no punchin’ the clock
said that he spinnin’ and he gettin’ shot
diamonds dancin’, expensive bands on my watch
love the attention the rappin’ is giving
packin’ the action and tasting the digits
[?] designer, purple jeans, yeah they fitted
bad lil’ mommy, kiss my neck then i’m k!llin’
yeah, i’m only 16 on the road to the bands
n++++s be plottin then act like your mans
walk in thе spot, the check is gon’ clear
10k on my block, [?]
wantеd denims, couldn’t always get drip
now i’m grindin’, and i’m stackin’ the chips
run up on me and you know you get hit
[?], vip with the grip
gang, couple n++++s gon’ fold
couple n++++s gon’ ride
and none of my n++++s done told
and all of my n++++s gon’ slide
pay me ’bout ten for a show
or we ain’t gon pop up in time
sprintin’ out, gang on a roll
r.i.p. to my bros in the sky
[verse: tmac]
i ain’t gon’ lie, feel betrayed
young gunner been puttin’ in pain
[?]
i could never chase up on a hoe
they sayin’ that they lovin’ the flow
them late nights up on the strip
had to get [?] in the pics
gotta watch out for n++++s, they snitch
on the cameras, they with you, then switch
[?] if he jackin’ the o
no hesitation man, i’m gonna blow
how you gang, you ain’t put in no pain
[?] eyes, better stay in your lane
she come to your block, we makin’ [?]
[?] get left on the floor
[?] get left on the floor

[verse: woo lotti]
mama always [?] like, why you on the streets, woo?
but she ain’t know that i [?] on this beat too
jacking the smoke, get hit with the c2
just tryna’ pull up in the all white g+coupe
pass me this baddie, yeah, she from puerto rico too
[?]
back to the block, yeah it’s back to the bas+m+nt
yeah you know i gotta run it up for the [?]
started out, it was me and bro in the bas+m+nt
tryna’ figure out ways, like how we gonna make it
now me and bro just double up and [?] it
[?], money conversation
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[chorus: woo lotti]
we was on that block, thuggin’
youngins run around, buggin’
opp city lookin’, don’t spin
chasin’ bands, i might pop out again
watch how i hop out the coupe
n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you
watch how i hop out the coupe
lil’ n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you
we was on that block, thuggin’
youngins run around, buggin’
opp city lookin’, don’t spin
chasin’ bands, i might pop out again
watch how i hop out the coupe
n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you
watch how i hop out the coupe
lil’ n+++a, i’m shootin’ at you

[outro: woo lotti]
suck my d+ck, n+++a

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