Richh2x - Heavy Press

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Nigga, yea
Back with the four-five in my prime like I'm Mike
Don't be tryna double back Lil bitch live yo life
I ain't hear from yall when I was hitting sales on a bike
Gotta fire pack shit I'm finna put this bag on ice
Slapping so damn hard we bought all the work up
In my granny whip on our way to pick the bag up
Had to settle for five bags I wasn't really making nothing
So if u see my roll now it'll fuck yo head up
Meech know I ain't lying touch him bullets flying
We'll spin the block and dump some mo neighbors scared to hit the blinds
Pretty bitches get fed but get fucked behind
I spent so much on my denim granny thinking that I'm lying
Tryna push a foreign through the city and reminisce
Just a nigga from the ghetto with dreams of being rich
Wouldn't put it past a nigga I'll never trust shit
At rose studio praying that one of them songs hit
Niggas say we doing too much
Naw it's just heavy press
I ain't worried bout shit long as the grams getting checked
Ion even gotta ask cuz I know my bro strapped
Niggas round this bitch playing I ain't got no time for that
Out of town with some hoes that get paid by fashion nova
We hit niggas blocks if they shit dryer than Arizona
Choppa sing like SoFaygo you'll get popped like a soda
Drop the bag in the hood and watch it spread like corona

Written by:
DARRIUS WILLIAMS

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