Tahmond - Who U Pressin (feat. LEEKHUSSLE)

I said fuck that, bust back, sliding in a rental
Chopper cuts back don't touch that, it ain't accidental
Got this Runtz bag, I toe tag, let's smoke it hella simple
Remember I ain't have a bag but now I'm getting more than nickels
I said fuck that, bust back, sliding in a rental
Chopper cuts back don't touch that, it ain't accidental
Got this Runtz bag, I toe tag, let's smoke it hella simple
Remember I ain't have a bag but now I'm getting more than nickels
Let me ask you a question
If I brought money out would you think I'm flexing?
If it rained on me would it still be a blessing?
Would it be rude if I kicked you out the section?
But I don't give a fuck does it look like I have one?
My nigga who you pressing? My nigga why you stressing?
I had to knock something down they all look the same
I don't know nigga I'm guessing let me ask you a question
Would it be wrong if I smoke away depression?
If I don't see you roll it I don't hit it superstition
Niggas will snake on you just because that's deception
If I sin all my life will God make an exception?
This ain't Jake from State Farm this Allstate
You in great hands, I feel like Velma I can't see without my Ray Bans
Bitch we can fuck all day and just stay friends
I had homies that was with me since the play-pen
I took a look around, where they at now?
Sad to say they fade away in the background
Middle school trouble kid I was class clown
But I had to snatch in the bud like that loud
Serving niggas like what you need and they act wild
Hustle in, started early, I'm into that style
I said fuck that, bust back, sliding in a rental
Chopper cuts back don't touch that, it ain't accidental
Got this Runtz bag, I toe tag, let's smoke it hella simple
Remember I ain't have a bag but now I'm getting more than nickels
I said fuck that, bust back, sliding in a rental
Chopper cuts back don't touch that, it ain't accidental
Got this Runtz bag, I toe tag, let's smoke it hella simple
Remember I ain't have a bag but now I'm getting more than nickels
I thought I told you stop the robbing with the raccoons
They finna get you in some trouble and distract you
You know these niggas switching colors when that bag grew
They trying to take your bread and turn you to a tattoo
And what I'm smoking have you looking like a statue
And where I'm going is a place you cannot pass through
And that thousand in them in twenties isn't that cool
You ain't doing what I did when I'm in grad school
Bitch thought that she was thick, had to hide the flaps
Well bitch I'm trying to fuck your friend and find another route
She gone hit my phone again, for another round
Ima hit the plug again, for another pound
She pulled the money out her booby gave it to me
This dirty money got me feeling like a foolie
I spark the joint and now she on me getting groovy
Then hanky panky got to smacking on that booty
Steady flexing all that bread without no muscle
Go get the money you should see it in that duffel
Go get your honey I then seen her with LEEKHUSSLE and he told me she a slurper so you better get a muzzle

Written by:
Aaron Howard, Leek Hussle

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