PRESSING lyrics

[Intro]
(Floaty, turn that sh*t up)

[Verse]
I'm a real gangster, I'll get to blowin' from inside the whip (Ask around)
He tried to run, got me blowin' at his thighs and sh*t (Airborne)
Everybody shoot, you even gotta blow if you drive this b*tch (No cap)
You ain't a killer on them drills, boy, you tryna miss
I know the opps be sick as hell, they lame as f*ck (Lame)
I know they wanna stop the beef right now and hang with us
Moo had the TNA (Chally), you know me, I came the truck ('Rango)
Probably think we finna chill, you know Key, I came to f*ck (n*gga)
Told that b*tch to give me head if you like me
Told Head come and get me from the feds in a striker
Heard I'm a snitch, none of my mans is indicted
Fear of God joggie and my mans in some Spider
Just caught a rat out in traffic, he got sprayed down (Blowin')
The driver can claim the hat, they get the same time (Facts)
Ex-b*tch want me back, you should've stayed down (Uh-uh)
The feds knew to lock me up, they finna save lives
n*ggas used to drive-by, we'd rather walk now (We'd rather walk now)
All that sh*t I used to want, it's gettin' bought now (It's gettin' bought now)
Them n*ggas used to be our mans, they gettin' chalked now (They gettin' killed)
Yeah, I had a Smith & Wesson 'fore I bought Glock (Boy)
Ask the Inkster n*ggas who been steppin', n*ggas been lame (Been lame)
The other rat was on the freeway, made him switch lanes, boy
I ain't worried 'bout an opp, b*tch, I'm big gang
Don't come around if you the cops, boy, I'm SnitchK
Yeah, lil' dog'll shoot, but his mans a ho
Naw, that ain't dog we want, that's his mans for sure
Ain't play games when I was young, I was playin' with dope (No cap)
If we ain't never slid on you, then stop sayin' it's smoke
We done pressed him, pressed them, shot dude, stretched him (Uh-huh)
Ain't scared to shoot, so if I freeze, it's my left wrist (Boy)
With the sharks, se finna go and eat our next fish (24)
Been havin' red in my cup before I met Trish, n*gga