Macktavious - PRESSED

Late nights she wanna Netflix and sex
I'm deciding the patek or piguet
Look in my safe and I have no space left
Live to the fullest can't live in regret
Make something happen
Then she ask me what's next
I am not a bench
I cannot be pressed
Changing the face
I think I fuck with baguettes
Give me everything
Can't take nothing less
Keep a smile on your face
So I guess you is blessed
I cannot deal with the stress
Late night she want to come
Netflix and sex I wish I had
Time to come an caress
Ice on my wrist with
All these baguettes
I am not a bench I Cannot be pressed
Okay okay time to just chill
Chill more then Chinchilla
Baby you know my deal
I feel like you can't feel
What I feel and I can not be pressed
Cuz I'm trying to make
This money in field
Tom Brady stay out my pocket, then just lock it
She kiss it then she say
Goodbye man she gone block it
Cuz I can never worry bout that
Bitch once again hit her one time
Guess what now I'm calling up her
I don't even got to tell you
How that story ends
I just wanna put my feet up in a
Big body Benz
I don't even know why
She is telling me that she love
When every time she ask me if I love
She get a cold shrug
And I am sorry I'm the coldest
I can not maintain my focus
For you cuz you is so bogus
Can never trust bitch
Hocus pocus think
She playing all these games
And I don't even fucking notice
I just keep it fucking pushing like
I drive a fucking lotus
She just trying to pull up
And she thinks a Niggas pressed
And I am getting vibes of fucking
Kim Kardashian but she don't got
That bag she don't even got that body
She know I'm the realest nigga
That's why she mess with
And I can not be pressed, no
I am not a bench I can't be pressed
Changing the face I think I fuck with baguettes
Give me everything can't take nothing less
I am not a bench I can't be pressed
No I am not a bench I can't be pressed
Changing the face think I fuck with baguettes
Give me everything can't take nothing less
No I am not a bench I can't be pressed
No I am not a bench I can't be pressed
No I am not a bench I can't be pressed
Raise my hands to god for all these blessings
I can not pressed

Written by:
Jaron Carney

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