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spiritual pressure - rellbaby lyrics

[intro: rellbaby]
1800 rellbaby
let me hear a lil’ somethin’
yop
yeah, yeah, what?
push through
push through, press three
press three, press three
i got a check for who pressin’ me (hmm)
got a check for who pressin’ me
press three (let me hear a lil’ somethin’)
press three
1800 rellbaby

[verse 1: rellbaby]
woke early morning with my yesta (huh?)
i be goin’ to sleep, really dreamin’ ’bout the issue
spent three thousand for a feature, what you think i charge?
straight deck you in your sh*t, dark magician card (yop)
ten thousand streams in one day got my phone toppin’
i’ll take a hundred years forever with that blower
ain’t no n*gga finna make me bleed, drip to the floor (yeah)
ain’t no n*gga finna send me up, up to the lord
i’m cpl’ed up, i’m done speakin’
free jon tes, we was back*to*back tweakin’ (free my baby)
i’m finna cop another feature, now i’m done eatin’ (run him up)
i’m finna punch through the door, not done beatin’ (come on)
and i don’t never show my hand, i’m too seasoned
from the bottom of the bottom, get a rich reason
flash a boo five thousand, get your ass bit region
the switch’ll cl!ck cl!ck, call that motherf*cker adam sandler (yop)
i’ll dunk it, break the rim, tyson, tyson chandler
huh? had to get the f*ck from ’round y’all
seen my loyalty was gon’ be my downfall
real n*gga energy, that’s why my b*tch do what i say
she a real mama too, i ain’t finna slip and play
i heard a reaper had some words for me, huh
well, i’ll be dead, so when it’s dealt with
i be dead man, they k!ll him now, i bleed blood, so they feel me
[verse 2: sada baby]
mmm
nah, slid three times, that’s a trilogy
uh, uh, fresh up out the hive, i’m a k!ller bee
huh, huh, all these n*ggas lyin’, they be k!llin’ me
huh, uh, tryna take a mile off a millimeter
crank, uh, you know you can’t ever be my mini me
leave him stankin’, i up this yhopstick on mini me
hit the bank, money in my pockets when i’m walkin’ in
nah, n*gga speakin’, sock his ass, he won’t talk again
uh, huh, ball him up, huh, let my dog ‘nem win, huh
three*foot*fifty on the block, but i’m servin’ grams
nah, cop a chicken, give a couple wings to your mans
nah, your baby mama breast and thighs pressed against the glass, listen
rolex flower set
nah, make a fire opp leak hot sauce, he gon’ die today
uh, uh, uh, bunch of guns, every kinda way
he was in the way, huh, got him out the way, ha*deugh

- rellbaby lyrics

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