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[Verse 1: Pressa]
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Bullets started pourin', started pourin' blood

[Verse 2: Houdini]
Ooh, them n*ggas hit him up, he started pourin' blood, ayy
We litty up in this b*tch, we movin' like we don't give a f*ck (We litty)
Compact Glocky in my hand
Try me, lil' n*gga, then you out of luck
I'm on the road to run up some bands
Bigger the drip, and the bigger the bucks (Ah, ah)
Bussdown Rolex and a Aude' Piguet
Pressa wearin' both, he don't only wear one (Bussdown)
Whippin' it up like a omelette
Been in the trap with a pack in the truck
I did some sh*t that I couldn't regret
I had to snake a lil' rat and then cut (Snake)
Why you tell story like Robert Munsch?
That sh*t don't fly, lil' boy, on foenem

[Verse 3: Pressa]
I don't pillow talk 'bout n*ggas [...]