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applying pressure - gizwop lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, kee money on this b*tch, so you know i’m finna rock out)
(uh, bow)
(n*ggas ain’t on sh*t man)

[verse]
i’m banging that drac’ or i’m banging that switch
i’ma run up the k!llers bout’ to go on they rip
bout’ to hit four blocks in one day doing sh*t
that drac’ had hit him i heard that he flipped
if they pull in the circle, i’m stopping they whip
it’s k!ll or be k!lled tryna k!ll for the men
bought a brand new rp but i spin with the 10
we hunting them cl!ckas, we. hunting them painters
i told donny love when i catch him i’m spanking
that old head washed up he ain’t on sh*t
them youngins keep calling we hitting they rip
you ain’t shooting your gun then i’m taking that b*tch
if we ain’t sliding, then we hitting l!cks
[?], put sh*t on this whip
got so many bodies, got so many attempts
bout’ to get in that car, get active again
it’s too many free cars, i’m bout to spin
i’m a in the system, i’m backing thеm in
whatever they need thеy know that i’m here
as soon as he come home he going to die
that rookie got locked up, sliding his first time
these n*ggas don’t know how to move under pressure
we bringing that smoke, n*gga applying pressure
got two thirty rounds, n*ggas sending extra
they thinking that one way safe, i’m bout to test it
i catch me a cl!cka i bet i paint his picture
n*ggas ain’t painting, n*ggas ain’t even cl!cking
f*ck all the opps man them n*ggas be b*tches
i just signed a pendant and a lil’ ap
i just bounced out the car, n*ggas using they feet
they ain’t hitting back, n*ggas running from me
what the f*ck have you done? who the f*ck is marrv?
we were up on the score getting active for weeks
i’d jump out a bush n*gga said i’m a creep
i ain’t spin with that drac’ but i was using that p
i don’t shoot out the car, i be using my feet
i be dragging on opps all them b*tch n*ggas sweet
better know what to do when you run into me
don’t end up like buddy, get put on tv
k!ll you an opp, let’s make that trend
drop sh*t on his men but i thought it was him
that chop jammed up, start banging my 10
they try to hop out put sh*t on they whip
we on cars and colors, you come on my rip
they shooting out the car, they don’t know how to spin
right after they spin put sh*t on they whip
drop like fifty shots n*gga less than ten
[outro]
(drop like fifty shots n*gga less than ten)
(better know what to do when you run into me)

- gizwop lyrics

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