W.I.T.S - Pushed a Button !

Ay Ay
Ay Ay
Push it, smoke it till I pass out
Push it, smoke it till I pass out
Push it, smoke it
Push it, smoke it
Push it, smoke it
Push it, smoke it till I pass out
Push it, smoke it
Pushed a fucking button
Pushed a fucking button
Bitch just say it to my face if you want fucking
And niggas always playin' games and so I'm cooking something up
Oh you sent em
So that's your mans, Imma get em
Oh you sent em
So that's your mans, Imma get em
Imma get em, kill em, put his body in museum, ay
I might see em, stab em twenty times until I'm seeing red
Told my homie, "dont front a fuck nigga, he ain't gonna pay you back
Told my homie, "we can get it cracking, let's get it popping
Told em "I got medicine in and I want my heads up
Bring the medicine, in
Can't never miss a mission
Moving like a bishop across the board, chess piece
I told this pussy, "you gonna pick up that fucking fork and you eat
This ain't no sport, but I'll still kill a nigga while rocking my cleats
I'll stop onto his block until he admit that there ain't no beef
I told this pussy, "you stop Talking hustling
Ye ain't grown up in the streets
Ye ain't grown up in the streets
You niggas want some scummy shit, come on some bummy shit and burn a nigga
Furnace, put a nigga face up in the fucking furnace
And on the first, that's before the second, imma pick a pack up
On the second...
You niggas want the scummy shit, I'm coming bumming in wit burn
I just tuck it, see every minute like it's my last
Yeah
I done had to trap to get my microphone and rap, yeah
And I'm gonna blast any nigga that gonna trying me with this shit
Zombie with this shit
Pop em like a Pop-Tart, that nigga retarded
Get that nigga whacked dog, that nigga get smacked
Give niggas no flack dog, niggas be so whack
Give niggas no flack dog, niggas be so whack
King chess piece looking at the peons like, "uhh
Ain't no medicine can even help me cop with all this pain, yeah
Smoking up that dope and seeping up that dope in brain, yeah
Overdose, yeah he can't overdose, see he the master
Overdose, yeah he can't overdose, see he the master
Said you were stressing you want relief and so you had to get it
Said "you can't imagine how I feel," while you imagining' it
Rapping in this shit so fucking easy, I just had to get it
Drop the beat on niggas
Stop the beat on niggas
Chop it nigga
Chop the beat on niggas
Stop the beat on niggas
Chop the beat on niggas
Drop the beat on niggas
Stop
Bop me a lil nigga, kick his ass back to the start
I might just drop me a lil nigga cuz my head gettin' too hot
Flop on me nigga, get put in penalty box!
We dropped the top on em, in la, and let em see the flock
You owe me brody, don't know where you be, it better be the block
Bet I told my fucking nigga after he gave me the quap
Bet he tell me if a nigga phone and I'll phone em up
Phone em up
We getting stony, in the black suburban, getting niggas stuck
We pack the doja in the backwood, relax, niggas act tough
Finna pull-up and blast, if a nigga wanna hear it, ay
Pull-up I'm finna blast, if a nigga wanna hear it, ay
She wanna act mad, she just tryna get attention
She just want my money, i don't want her for the smashing
I just tuck it, see every minute like it's my last, yeah
I done had to trap to get my microphone and rap, yeah
I done had to buy the mic and built the booth I rapped
And in it, this the shit I show my wrath in
My passion, these niggas trash bins
Ain't no receptacle
My passion, these niggas trash bins
Ain't no receptacle
An L, I passed too a nigga
Pass to my nigga
If he need the gas, imma get the gas
Bring it to his crib
And I'm gonna blast any nigga that gonna try me with this shit
Zombie with this shit
I be with the shit
I be on the block
Outside the crib, trapping the molly and the trip
Pop em like a Pop-Tart, that nigga retarded
Get that nigga whacked dog
That nigga get smacked
Give niggas no flack dog, niggas be so whack
Pushed a fucking button
Pushed a fucking button

Written by:
Tyler Jones

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