Full Blown Presser
[Intro]
Aye 1900
You know Uce on the beat nigga
You know how we coming
Aye let these niggas know something man
Gotta let these niggas know you my bitch
You know
You his bitch and you my bitch
[Chorus]
Baby i'ma stepper full blown presser (Yeah)
You can come with me and drop the top in any weather (Uhuh)
You a bad bitch im a city known flexer (I’m a city known flexer)
Lights, camera, action when we stepping out together (Yeah)
I used to be down but now-a-days im doing better (Yeah)
This Louis V three thousand for my sweater (Huh)
Had to put it in a song i don't know how i’ma tell hеr (I don't know how i’ma tell her)
Had to put it in a song it was kinda like a lеtter (It was kinda like a letter)
[Verse 1]
Coupes in the summer trucks in the winter (Yeah)
Come and chill with me and do some shit you don't remember (Some shit you don't remember)
You can bring you friend you can even bring your sister (Come on)
She had some problems i was only tryna fix her (Yeah)
Courtside in Philly we just came to see the Sixers
Had to let her go but somehow i kinda miss her (Yeah)
I roll out of bed on the forehead i kiss her (Gone)
I can’t avoid her somehow i can’t resist her (I can’t)
I’m a street nigga we can kick it at the show (We can kick it at the show)
But i’ma let you go bitch this ain't Death Row (Nah)
Pop a perk we might fuck around and pour (Fuck around and pour)
Do a Sex tape we might fuck around and blow (fuck around and blow)
She was with her nigga they was walking out the store (Yeah)
I was grabbing Sprite i was about to pour a four (about to pour a four)
I’m looking at the bitch i can’t help it cause she glow (Nigga looking all crazy)
This nigga looking crazy while he gripping on his pole (While he gripping on his pole)
[Chorus]
Baby i'ma stepper full blown presser (Yeah)
You can come with me and drop the top in any weather (Uhuh)
You a bad bitch im a city known flexer (I’m a city known flexer)
Lights, camera, action when we stepping out together (Yeah)
I used to be down but now-a-days im doing better (Yeah)
This Louis V three thousand for my sweater (Huh)
Had to put it in a song i don't know how i’ma tell her (I don't know how i’ma tell her)
Had to put it in a song it was kinda like a letter (It was kinda like a letter)