Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to some figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch i'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
I don't give two shits, never learned to give a f*ck
I been running through these bitches cause they know I run it up
Think I'm running outta bud it' time to hit the plug up
And you know he hooked it up, the big homie f*cks with us
The plug steady showing love you been getting taxed
Reupin on packs, momma telling me relax
Remember being broke I ain't neva going back
And I ain't falling for these hoes just because that ass fat
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big 45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big 45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
I ain't never gave a shit about a bitch who tried to hug me
Pulling on my shirt she grab my money say she love me
She shaking all that ass turned around and told me touch me
Imma focus on the cash cause only cash can make me Dougie
I was running through the T with my bros
Off da gas wit a 40 and sum hoes
Sloppy top from a baddie in her throat
Pulled it out and I finished on her nose
Never gave a f*ck all my real niggas gon feel this
Get up get a bag bitch f*ck up out yo feelings
Ballin like the Mavericks real deal business
You tryna cop a package we gone charge yo ass delivering
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Imma bad ass jit from the south
They tried to kick me out but I ain't hiding in the house
Don't be too quick to run your mouth come see what I'm about
Don't never run from fades ill throw them hands and shoot it out
I gots to get paid can't give time to these bitches
Coming from the rags now I'm getting to the riches
5 for a feat ain't no friendly shit this business
Always on a beat in the stu I'm in the kitchen
You'd swear I'm water whipping way I got these niggas tripping
Serve it to the feigns now I'm out here bitch I'm dripping
Catch me with my slimes but a couple partners crippin'
But ain't no way in hell you catch me out here and I'm slipping
WC FettiBoyz - Pressure (feat. Thakiid) Lyrics
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Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to some figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch i'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
I don't give two shits, never learned to give a f*ck
I been running through these bitches cause they know I run it up
Think I'm running outta bud it' time to hit the plug up
And you know he hooked it up, the big homie f*cks with us
The plug steady showing love you been getting taxed
Reupin on packs, momma telling me relax
Remember being broke I ain't neva going back
And I ain't falling for these hoes just because that ass fat
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big 45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big 45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
I ain't never gave a shit about a bitch who tried to hug me
Pulling on my shirt she grab my money say she love me
She shaking all that ass turned around and told me touch me
Imma focus on the cash cause only cash can make me Dougie
I was running through the T with my bros
Off da gas wit a 40 and sum hoes
Sloppy top from a baddie in her throat
Pulled it out and I finished on her nose
Never gave a f*ck all my real niggas gon feel this
Get up get a bag bitch f*ck up out yo feelings
Ballin like the Mavericks real deal business
You tryna cop a package we gone charge yo ass delivering
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Imma bad ass jit from the south
They tried to kick me out but I ain't hiding in the house
Don't be too quick to run your mouth come see what I'm about
Don't never run from fades ill throw them hands and shoot it out
I gots to get paid can't give time to these bitches
Coming from the rags now I'm getting to the riches
5 for a feat ain't no friendly shit this business
Always on a beat in the stu I'm in the kitchen
You'd swear I'm water whipping way I got these niggas tripping
Serve it to the feigns now I'm out here bitch I'm dripping
Catch me with my slimes but a couple partners crippin'
But ain't no way in hell you catch me out here and I'm slipping
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to some figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch i'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
I don't give two shits, never learned to give a f*ck
I been running through these bitches cause they know I run it up
Think I'm running outta bud it' time to hit the plug up
And you know he hooked it up, the big homie f*cks with us
The plug steady showing love you been getting taxed
Reupin on packs, momma telling me relax
Remember being broke I ain't neva going back
And I ain't falling for these hoes just because that ass fat
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big 45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big 45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
I ain't never gave a shit about a bitch who tried to hug me
Pulling on my shirt she grab my money say she love me
She shaking all that ass turned around and told me touch me
Imma focus on the cash cause only cash can make me Dougie
I was running through the T with my bros
Off da gas wit a 40 and sum hoes
Sloppy top from a baddie in her throat
Pulled it out and I finished on her nose
Never gave a f*ck all my real niggas gon feel this
Get up get a bag bitch f*ck up out yo feelings
Ballin like the Mavericks real deal business
You tryna cop a package we gone charge yo ass delivering
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Don't give two shits bout a hitta
Big .45 empty clips on a nigga
Running up a check, hit a sprint to the figures
Really on they necks, ask ya bitch I'm that nigga
Imma bad ass jit from the south
They tried to kick me out but I ain't hiding in the house
Don't be too quick to run your mouth come see what I'm about
Don't never run from fades ill throw them hands and shoot it out
I gots to get paid can't give time to these bitches
Coming from the rags now I'm getting to the riches
5 for a feat ain't no friendly shit this business
Always on a beat in the stu I'm in the kitchen
You'd swear I'm water whipping way I got these niggas tripping
Serve it to the feigns now I'm out here bitch I'm dripping
Catch me with my slimes but a couple partners crippin'
But ain't no way in hell you catch me out here and I'm slipping
Writer: Zach Mills
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid