Pollari - Pressed Lyrics

Lyrics Pressed - Pollari




Ayy, yeah
(Fllt-fllt-beep)
(Phew, phew)
Yeah, gang, yeah, hey
Yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh
Hold up (Phew, phew)
Yeah, check, yeah, set, ooh
Fanta I mix with the Tech, okay
I might just aim at your neck (Nyoom)
High to the sky like a jet (Beep)
Me and my bitch, we the best (Nyoom)
Keep a lil green in the vest vest (Nyoo-nyoom)
40, it hit you in chest (Nyoom)
Why the lil ho so pressed? Ooh (Beep)
I cannot leave it to beaver (Beep)
If she say love you then leave her (Yeah, yeah)
Bro keep the tool like a heater (Yeah, nyoom)
I get the pack like receiver, ooh (Fllt-beep)
Bitch, I be up like a geeker, ooh (Nyoom)
Sorry, can′t fuck with a tweaker, ooh
She call me all day like she eagle (Beep)
She bounce like a bunny, no Easter (Yeah, yeah)
Came in, now my diamonds, they dancin' (Yeah, yeah)
Dasher ′cause I leave the ho prancin' (Nyoo-nyoom, beep)
Oh my god, I might take it for ransom (Beep)
She callin' me that she think I′m so handsome
My girl is just crying, that′s why they so blob (Nyoo-nyoom)
If he talkin' then that boy make the news (Nyoom)
Told the lil bitch, you better get a clue (Nyoo-nyoom)
I got these racks, don′t know about you (Nyoo-nyoom)
Yeah, check, yeah, set, ooh
Fanta I mix with the Tech, okay
I might just aim at your neck (Nyoom)
High to the sky like a jet (Beep)
Me and my bitch, we the best (Nyoom)
Keep a lil green in the vest (Nyoo-nyoom)
40, it hit you in chest (Nyoom)
Why the lil ho so pressed? Ooh (Beep)



Writer(s): Kevin Pollari



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