Sometimes I need a blunt before they drive me crazy
Make his name replace the Runtz, he ever try to play me
Hate to say it, but without my gun its gone keep me stationed
I ain't coming up off nun nigga gone have take it, or kill me
Beefing with my partnas they ain't feel me
I can't go for hoe shit niggas know that im the realest
Family told me get my own a nigga end up stealing
Young nigga live by the gun, if it's pressure ima kill it
If it's pressure ima kill it
The fake still got me spinning, All in circles, it's them on 1
Every since I left the bitch been feeling like I won
I remember we was striking and we caught for all them guns
I remember we was striking, blue lights now we running
Bag Chasers taking over put your hands down
She trying to come around just because of bands now
Fake love got me trim, dam im about to spazz out
Ain't no dummy, Ain't no flunky you can't make me crash out
Now I got my stick on me
Send lil slime to do a hit, know he will never switch on me
I was chasing after bitches, hoes tried to piss on me
Broke niggas Why they mad, always trying to click on me
Im a Don Dada
Nigga play I ride round with them rastas
Young nigga 17, riding around with choppas
Ar-15 Green beam it's gone pop off
I keep my Glock cocked she know I don't Trust her
Sometimes I need a blunt before they drive me crazy
Make his name replace the Runtz, he ever try to play me
Hate to say it, but without my gun its gone keep me stationed
I ain't coming up off nun nigga gone have take it, or kill me
Beefing with my partnas they ain't feel me
I can't go for hoe shit niggas know that im the realest
Family told me get my own a nigga end up stealing
Young nigga live by the gun, if it's pressure ima kill it
If it's pressure ima kill it
BC Tra - Applying Pressure Lyrics
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Sometimes I need a blunt before they drive me crazy
Make his name replace the Runtz, he ever try to play me
Hate to say it, but without my gun its gone keep me stationed
I ain't coming up off nun nigga gone have take it, or kill me
Beefing with my partnas they ain't feel me
I can't go for hoe shit niggas know that im the realest
Family told me get my own a nigga end up stealing
Young nigga live by the gun, if it's pressure ima kill it
If it's pressure ima kill it
The fake still got me spinning, All in circles, it's them on 1
Every since I left the bitch been feeling like I won
I remember we was striking and we caught for all them guns
I remember we was striking, blue lights now we running
Bag Chasers taking over put your hands down
She trying to come around just because of bands now
Fake love got me trim, dam im about to spazz out
Ain't no dummy, Ain't no flunky you can't make me crash out
Now I got my stick on me
Send lil slime to do a hit, know he will never switch on me
I was chasing after bitches, hoes tried to piss on me
Broke niggas Why they mad, always trying to click on me
Im a Don Dada
Nigga play I ride round with them rastas
Young nigga 17, riding around with choppas
Ar-15 Green beam it's gone pop off
I keep my Glock cocked she know I don't Trust her
Sometimes I need a blunt before they drive me crazy
Make his name replace the Runtz, he ever try to play me
Hate to say it, but without my gun its gone keep me stationed
I ain't coming up off nun nigga gone have take it, or kill me
Beefing with my partnas they ain't feel me
I can't go for hoe shit niggas know that im the realest
Family told me get my own a nigga end up stealing
Young nigga live by the gun, if it's pressure ima kill it
If it's pressure ima kill it
Make his name replace the Runtz, he ever try to play me
Hate to say it, but without my gun its gone keep me stationed
I ain't coming up off nun nigga gone have take it, or kill me
Beefing with my partnas they ain't feel me
I can't go for hoe shit niggas know that im the realest
Family told me get my own a nigga end up stealing
Young nigga live by the gun, if it's pressure ima kill it
If it's pressure ima kill it
The fake still got me spinning, All in circles, it's them on 1
Every since I left the bitch been feeling like I won
I remember we was striking and we caught for all them guns
I remember we was striking, blue lights now we running
Bag Chasers taking over put your hands down
She trying to come around just because of bands now
Fake love got me trim, dam im about to spazz out
Ain't no dummy, Ain't no flunky you can't make me crash out
Now I got my stick on me
Send lil slime to do a hit, know he will never switch on me
I was chasing after bitches, hoes tried to piss on me
Broke niggas Why they mad, always trying to click on me
Im a Don Dada
Nigga play I ride round with them rastas
Young nigga 17, riding around with choppas
Ar-15 Green beam it's gone pop off
I keep my Glock cocked she know I don't Trust her
Sometimes I need a blunt before they drive me crazy
Make his name replace the Runtz, he ever try to play me
Hate to say it, but without my gun its gone keep me stationed
I ain't coming up off nun nigga gone have take it, or kill me
Beefing with my partnas they ain't feel me
I can't go for hoe shit niggas know that im the realest
Family told me get my own a nigga end up stealing
Young nigga live by the gun, if it's pressure ima kill it
If it's pressure ima kill it
Writer: Travon Harris
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