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Press Lyrics by CHOC

2020

They know how im coming
Ain't hard to detect
Im real as it get
Im really a GAT
I do like to talk
Now run that shit back
We talking with hands
Or talking with gats
You pleaded for mercy before the attack
You niggas all cap
Dont get mad cause a nigga
Snapback
I know its all facts
That you really wanna tag
Cause you know im getting to racks
Or cause I got next
Real ass bitch
Could give af bouta nigga
Big duffle bag with the parts of that nigga
Wit a whole lotta triggers
Im a violent killer
Of a dose of this henny
And you know its hittin
If you wanna get busy everytime
Im wit it
The nine im wit it
Come around and get it
Dumb shit
With a bum bitch
And im not wit it
If I come bitch
And im lungin
You deny you said
An informant, shit is corny
Heres ya warning
Dont warn them
Cause a PRESSED BITCH
WITH A DEATH WISH
FINNA CATCH THIS
ITS ELECTRIC
CANT YOU SEE THAT IM INVESTED
Route to ya drop
Whip out
Then I wreck shit
Ain't nobody playing
Got a million to ya one man
I can't hear what you saying
Why?
You pussy, Its vivid
Ten toes down on my pivot
Growing out green like a privot
Unlike you nigga
If i said it
I did it
You niggas all cap
Then get mad when a nigga snap back
All facts!!
Stop poppin that shit for I snap
Like thugger imma catch em round back
Hit em wit the tech
Said biggie on the trap
Trappers on the trap?
Flip packs, tote gats
Little to no sleep
When the briefs in my reach
Colt 44 a antique
But the clap still count in the street
Want for me, skeet skeeet
If i could i would zoom out the street
How you need a medic
Just to sleep (I just wanna sleep)
How ya family couldn't see(and they couldn’t see)
Cause of the struggle, i dont weep
Banshee? That ain't me!
Never got my hand out, bitch thats a reach
I keep em to my side
Like yo bitch when you leave(when you leave)
Got tats on my body so the gats won't read(they won’t read)
Want racks on my body
But then millys imma need
She can't find a hobby
Cause she slobbing on some meat
She wanna ride out till the miles sky high
She from west and she wild like the wild wild
West can attest that Ye tho I walk with niggas in paris
I play no games we can tip like harris
Every mob go deep when we smother out the heat
You niggas all cap then get mad when a nigga snap (all cap, all cap)
You niggas all cap then get mad when a nigga snap back (straight facts)
You niggas all cap then get mad when a nigga snap back (all cap, all cap)
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CHOC

CHOC

About “Press” by CHOC

Read the complete lyrics to "Press" by CHOC in 2020. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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