[Intro: DaBoyVonn]
J.R. crazy
Ah
It’s DaBoy
Von
[Chorus: DaBoyVonn]
We gon’ up it at the opps
They keep on running, we keep dumping (Bah)
Bitch, you hear that sound, that’s lil Ricky, why he running?
I might snatch ya bitch and put this dick all up in her stomach
Nigga, XDs, Glocks
Applying pressure, it’s a habit
Why these pussy niggas keep on talking out they jaws?
I’m a big shot caller, I got one call, don’t piss me off
Knick-knack, patty wack, give this bitch a bone
Had to get a fuck nigga bent then put him in a song
Hold on
Put that pressure on ‘em (What?)
Put that pressure on ‘em (Yeah)
Put that pressure on ‘em
Bitch, put that pressure on ‘em
Put that pressure on ‘em
Put that pressure on ‘em (What?, what?)
Put that pressure on ‘em (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, put that pressure on ‘em
[Verse 1: DaBoyVonn, HXNDRO]
Fuck it, spinning back to back (Skrrt)
He thought he seen a ghost, he almost had a heart attack
If I see you with a vest, we up it at your neck
223s and 556s, I’m posted with a Tec
How you tripping on a drill, you better get back
I ain’t talking on the social, ain’t no chit chat
That fuck nigga got hit with a F&N
If I ever catch ‘em lacking, we gon’ kill his friends (Ayy, okay, okay)
[Verse 2: HXNDRO]
Sippin’ lean, I’m off the drugs, I can’t feel a thing (Nah)
Went to the mall, got some money and I got some bling (Bling-bling)
Pussy boy get knocked down stepping in the ring (Uh-huh)
Had him bleeding out his head, only took a swing (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga fell like the season but it’s only spring (Ayy, ayy)
I put that pressure on that nigga so just crown me king (Woo)
Went home, fucked my bitch, yeah, I made her sing (Yeah, I fucked her)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it ain’t a thing
I’m that nigga, fuck you heard about, yeah
I’m that nigga, what you talking about?
I don’t need views, don’t need clout
‘Cause you already know I’m that nigga, no doubt
Ayy, ayy, I get the trap jumping
On my waist, yeah, you know the Glock dumping
Bad bitch by my side, and I’m still fucking
Stay flexin on these niggas and I’m still stunting
Did this and did that, ain’t no damn fronting
Spend a bag on my bitch, yeah, it ain’t nothing
Got Von, got Mir, yeah, we steady hunting
In the demon valley, yeah, you know the Glocks bussing
Hit his lungs, now that nigga need Robitussin (Ayy)
Dead bodies all around, ain’t no discussion
Ayy, ayy, ain’t no discussion (Bah-bah)
Dead bodies all around, ain’t no discussion
[Verse 3: STB.Mir, DaBoyVonn & HXNDRO]
Put that pressure on ‘em, caught ‘em in the lot, ayy
We got bitches on us, fucking, suck the block, ayy
They be pocket-watching, know that we got guap, ayy
Pockets fat, we be counting up a lot, ayy (Ching-ching)
This shit hot, and it’s coming off the top, ayy (No cap)
It’s DaBoy, I be getting hella guap, ayy (Ching-ching)
Got this Glock and you know it’s finna pop, ayy (Bah-bah)
STB, they be waiting me to drop, ayy (No cap)
RFN, spin his block, he gon’ drop (Doo-doo-doo)
Imma spin with the mop, ain’t gotta say no words
When I walk inside the mall, you know I’m ‘bout to splurge
Masked up outside your house, like the fuckin’ Purge
[Chorus: DaBoyVonn, HXNDRO]
We gon’ up it at the opps
They keep on running, we keep dumping (Bah)
Bitch, you hear that sound, that’s lil Ricky, why he running?
I might snatch ya bitch and put this dick all up in her stomach
Nigga, XDs, Glocks
Applying pressure, it’s a habit
Why these pussy niggas keep on talking out they jaws?
I’m a big shot caller, I got one call, don’t piss me off
Knick-knack, patty wack, give this bitch a bone (Haan)
Had to get a fuck nigga bent then put him in a song (Haan, haan, haan)
Hold on
Put that pressure on ‘em (What?)
Put that pressure on ‘em (Yeah)
Put that pressure on ‘em
Bitch, put that pressure on ‘em
Put that pressure on ‘em
Put that pressure on ‘em (What?, what?)
Put that pressure on ‘em (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, put that pressure on ‘em (Bah, bah)
