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purge and pressure - peckwater lyrics

[verse 1: wands]
h*lla members locked, stuck in the box
still wanna step and purge and pressure
you ain’t ever stabbed someone and felt better
then feel like sh*t ’cause you heard he ain’t
these n*ggas wanna talk on us, like we ain’t really tryna turn mans light off
they can only touch my chest with this 41 ’cause you know that i might cough

[chorus: wands]
’nuff times i’ve banged out on the night gov
11 p.m with my power cut (why you gotta do that?)
’cause the [?] of the hardest thing when the alarm bell rings for that hours up (woi woi)
he saw goose and one and kept running, i guess he stepped on a power up
now i know why hitch is on volts got plugged so much that he’s powered up (plug that)
still tryna step and purge and pressure
who’s tryna rip his knee out one sweater?
and i’m p*ssed all now we ain’t nuttin to dead wit’ pepper whatever the weather
why would i affiliate wit’ an opp? (why?)
creepz will make a mess of his top
and if r1 pull up, there with hood up, put it on mine he’s lettin’ it pop (pop)

[verse 2: wands]
he wanna ask if the borough mad but in his mums house he must have a telly (must have)
’nuff times that i’ve spilt mans juice looked at my shoes i should’ve worn wellies (ah)
cah when you swing from head to belly any skin type will quick gets messy
the waters or a, home and away
just give us a day and we pull up and play
done did it with ram and did it with blakes
sponsors like a had youths on kicks
he could get hurt if the fence he sits
no name on the bell didn’t ask you sh*t
jokers, jokers, talking, talking, talking, talking forgive and forget (stop it)
two dips one chest one gut, now i know why they talk to the met
[verse 3: gutta]
four hot wheels on the opp block didn’t get call from the fireman
and i splash man down in the drop top mask on face like the taliban (gotta mash that)
gotta mash that work like riri
four and a half and i got my fl!cky (oh sh*t)
oh sh*t bro bro that’s risky
i jus’ seen feds so i dashed off quickly
she heard i split juice like whiskey
now this home girl wanna get all frisky
but i’m in love with the money
nike tracksuits and my nike airmax
facts, i don’t do lies on tracks no holiday but now i’m back (i’m back)
try link, yeah their onto my batch
jakes on my *rs* yeah ’cause i make corn crash (bow bow)
we’ll do it on the back of the bike or the back of the ped or the back of the van (anywhere)
rise and tan, back to the ends celebrate with gang
jus’ circle round no petty or what bro gotta make that lost
bro, bro jus’ shotgun blast now he’s back in the hood signing autographs
i tell him get back in the bath, your way too loose gotta tie your boots
no way i won’t back my goose
i’ll back that out and leave holes in yutes
do with goose two by two if i bring c waps it’s an instant shoot (bow bow)
i remember that time when i saw (you know)
and my shank went red like lubes

[chorus: wands]
’nuff times i’ve banged out on the night gov
11 p.m with my power cut (why you gotta do that?)
’cause the [?] of the hardest thing when the alarm bell rings fill that hours up (woi woi)
he saw goose and one and kept running, i guess he stepped on a power up
now i know why hitch is on volts got plugged so much that he’s powered up (plug that)
still tryna step and purge and pressure
who’s tryna rip his knee out one sweater?
and i’m p*ssed all now we ain’t nuttin to dead wit’ pepper whatever the weather
why would i affiliate wit’ an opp (why?)
creepz will make a mess of his top
and if r1 pull up, there with hood up, put it on mine he’s lettin’ it pop (pop)

- peckwater lyrics

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