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no pressure - biigslime lyrics

[intro]
grr*rr*rr*rr*rrt, bap, bap, bap
your homie he done got a headshot
grr*rr*rr*rr*rrt, bap, bap, bap
i be steady smoking on these dead opps
already know how the f*ck we coming man
i’m so disrespect
all my n*ggas they be ruthless
all my n*ggas they be ruthless
your homie he got a leg shot
your homie he got a head shot
i’m steady smoking on these dead opps
yeah, yeah, yeah
grr*rr*rr*rr*rrt

[chorus]
said all my n*ggas they be ruthless
hop outta the cut, and we shoot sh*t
i’m finna hit him with the uzi
hop on your block, and i go make a movie
baby, i’m groovy
he got onе up in the leg
homie got shot in his hеad
my pockets filled with the dead
we running road ’til it’s red
yeah, ran it up, fresh out the feds
don’t push me over the edge
yeah, all of your brothers are dead
i’m still running from the feds
yeah, i took a trip out to dubai
i done came back, then i broke down like two pot
b*tch, i’m a slime, lizard
said all my n*ggas they be ruthless
hop outta the cut, and we shoot sh*t
i’m finna hit him with the uzi
hop on your block, and i go make a movie
baby, i’m groovy
he got one up in the leg
homie got shot in his head
my pockets filled with the dead
we running road ’til it’s red
yeah, ran it up, fresh out the feds
don’t push me over the edge
yeah, all of your brothers are dead
i’m still running from the feds
yeah, i took a trip out to dubai
i done came back, then i broke down like two pot
b*tch, i’m a slime, lizard
[verse]
ice colder than a bizzard
small, small, no pressure
vv’s ain’t no si’s
past it off to my left side
crodie finna make the tec rise
i was stuck in h*ll’s kitchen
i ain’t have a pot to p*ss in
now i have a pot to whip in
ran it up, now i see digits
chopper bigger than a midget
hit him with hunnid, and fifty
ran him down, and then we hit him with plenty
pull up in big body jeep
hop out the cut fill him up 17
yeah, we took him out of his misery
i don’t think that they was hearing me
yeah* yeah, yeah*yeah
pull up in the cut and hitters with me
pop out the cut fill him up 17
i don’t think that they was hearing me
i know these n*ggas they fearing me
yeah

[chorus]
said all my n*ggas they be ruthless
hop outta the cut, and we shoot sh*t
i’m finna hit him with the uzi
hop on your block, and i go make a movie
baby, i’m groovy
he got one up in the leg
homie got shot in his head
my pockets filled with the dead
we running road ’til it’s red
yeah, ran it up, fresh out the feds
don’t push me over the edge
yeah, all of your brothers are dead
i’m still running from the feds
yeah, i took a trip out to dubai
i done came back, then i broke down like two pot
b*tch, i’m a slime, lizard

- biigslime lyrics

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