Pressa
专辑:《Second Hand Smoke (Explicit)》
更新时间:2025-06-07 13:58:46
文件格式:mp3
Second Hand Smoke - Pressa
Lyrics by:Quinton Gardner/Nelson Ballard/Nico Baran
Composed by:Quinton Gardner/Nelson Ballard/Nico Baran
Produced by:ItsNell/Nico Baran
Uh I play my role
Uh I play my role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
It's Nell on the beat
Yeah uh
I play my role role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want want
And I don't want your girl to and
Want all the smoke smoke
Only time a deal with second hands
A brick of
Will turn a teenage boy into a man
I kid you not not
I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock
And I be with the wassa a hunnid shots
Up the pot pot
Seen mama hide the pyrex from the cops
Get out the way way
Just like we did that and now he gone
Yeah I'm a star star
But free my the ones
That fish the rock out in the car car
The streets say they know exactly who you are
I gotta get it
'Cause if I don't go get they gon' get it
Real to the bone there ain't no edit
We shoot like JJ Reddick
Shootin'
Shootin'
Don't play with me uh no
This FN 5 serving up the Hercules uh
She started on a demon she a diva a diva
My twenty-three and ready
Need a breather a break
We made a million in the trap without a phone phone
Shout out the plug
'Cause he know we not the loan boom
Shout out my youngin
You see lil' bro knocked 'em over
Ain't nobody telling me I'm rolling over
I play my role role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want want
And I don't want your girl to and
Want all the smoke smoke
Only time a deal with second hands
A brick of
Will turn a teenage boy into a man
I kid you not not
I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock
And I be with the wassa a hunnid shots
Up the pot pot
Seen mama hide the pyrex from the cops
Get out the way way
Just like we did that and now he gone
Pass my blunt to the same
That probably hit up slugga
This that d**e
Remember nights I was stuck
At the trap stuck at the store
Before I go please remind my opps
That they a bunch of
Caught a L but he got hopes of going home
Kept it a hunnid while half these nights
Out here kept it fake or probably a third
Twenty-five percent of
Don't got a bird bird
Kept it smooth and slid on
Slid on
I ain't talkin perm
Put them youngins in the trap
And make them chip it make them learn
I can't relate no 'cause all my kill
Yellow tape
We 'bout to pray I know muslims
That they pray beside the K
No MMA but my de it gon' lock and break a plate
I see doing anything for fame uh
I play my role role
But once I rolled the dice I rolled it back
I know what I want want
And I don't want your girl to and
Want all the smoke smoke
Only time a deal with second hands
A brick of
Will turn a teenage boy into a man
I kid you not not
I seen my life evolve around a rock
Fill up my Glock
And I be with the wassa a hunnid shots
Up the pot pot
Seen mama hide the pyrex from the cops
Get out the way way
Just like we did that and now he gone
Just like we did him and now he gone
Want all the smoke
Want all the smoke
Only time a deal with second hands