Uh, Yeah
Bell Gang Big BSC big do it
Uh
Everybody think they hardest when it come to this shit ok nigga I get it
Niggas put up they don't come outside
Cause niggas don't stand on business
Brodie a call my phone when he ready to go
Pop out like 2-3 switches
I bet I ain't lost my sauce
Drop Lo' right now fill it up wit a million bitches
Don't even bring no niggas around
On vice ian gone kick it
We the one spent they block in straight
Bounce out wit drac' this bitch be kickin
Couldn't even see my face I drop my mask So how they gone say I did it
We the ones in them cars for real
We ain't makin songs we was really spinning
I know in the past I did some wrong
But Some still might say I'm right
I ain't Never ran from shit but 12
2020 that's how I lost 2 pipes
I lost way too many guns
My homie a get bumped they don't replace my pipe
I lost way too many funds
Im trying to go fund the beef
Buying all these strikes
Cause we in the field for real
You shoot better shoot to kill
We ain't sending no warning shots
When we send that first shot comin to tap yo wig
Niggas a say free bro but don't pick up the phone for a nigga they whole bid
Niggas a get back doored trying to kick it wit hoes
I be damn if I go like him
I be damn if I go like him
Close mouth better watch that lip
They know we the youngest poppin but we trying to ball hard
We trying to ball like Tim
We trying to get up close on a nigga
Go dunk shit we tryna break the rim
I'm finna go buy 10 percs pass em out to the shorties
Tell shorty to finish him
They wanna gangbang they ain't even got no money
These niggas is broke as shit
He gotta share his pipe in the middle of war How you beefin without no blick
I was a shorty ain't work no job I was 15 out trying to hit me a lick
I'll up my blick so quick
Better empty ya pocket or Rello gone go in yo shit
Everybody think they hardest it come to this shit ok nigga I get it
Niggas put up they don't come outside
Cause niggas don't stand on business
Brodie a call my phone when he ready to go
Pop out like 2-3 switches
I bet I ain't lose my sauce
Drop Lo' right now fill it up wit a million bitches
Don't even bring no niggas around
On vice ian gone kick it
We the one spent they block in straight
Bounce out wit drac this bitch be kickin
Couldn't even see my face I drop my mask so how they gone say I did it
We the ones in them cars for real we wasn't makin songs we was really spinning
BSC Pressure - I Get It Lyrics
BSC Pressure - I Get It Lyrics
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Uh, Yeah
Bell Gang Big BSC big do it
Uh
Everybody think they hardest when it come to this shit ok nigga I get it
Niggas put up they don't come outside
Cause niggas don't stand on business
Brodie a call my phone when he ready to go
Pop out like 2-3 switches
I bet I ain't lost my sauce
Drop Lo' right now fill it up wit a million bitches
Don't even bring no niggas around
On vice ian gone kick it
We the one spent they block in straight
Bounce out wit drac' this bitch be kickin
Couldn't even see my face I drop my mask So how they gone say I did it
We the ones in them cars for real
We ain't makin songs we was really spinning
I know in the past I did some wrong
But Some still might say I'm right
I ain't Never ran from shit but 12
2020 that's how I lost 2 pipes
I lost way too many guns
My homie a get bumped they don't replace my pipe
I lost way too many funds
Im trying to go fund the beef
Buying all these strikes
Cause we in the field for real
You shoot better shoot to kill
We ain't sending no warning shots
When we send that first shot comin to tap yo wig
Niggas a say free bro but don't pick up the phone for a nigga they whole bid
Niggas a get back doored trying to kick it wit hoes
I be damn if I go like him
I be damn if I go like him
Close mouth better watch that lip
They know we the youngest poppin but we trying to ball hard
We trying to ball like Tim
We trying to get up close on a nigga
Go dunk shit we tryna break the rim
I'm finna go buy 10 percs pass em out to the shorties
Tell shorty to finish him
They wanna gangbang they ain't even got no money
These niggas is broke as shit
He gotta share his pipe in the middle of war How you beefin without no blick
I was a shorty ain't work no job I was 15 out trying to hit me a lick
I'll up my blick so quick
Better empty ya pocket or Rello gone go in yo shit
Everybody think they hardest it come to this shit ok nigga I get it
Niggas put up they don't come outside
Cause niggas don't stand on business
Brodie a call my phone when he ready to go
Pop out like 2-3 switches
I bet I ain't lose my sauce
Drop Lo' right now fill it up wit a million bitches
Don't even bring no niggas around
On vice ian gone kick it
We the one spent they block in straight
Bounce out wit drac this bitch be kickin
Couldn't even see my face I drop my mask so how they gone say I did it
We the ones in them cars for real we wasn't makin songs we was really spinning
Bell Gang Big BSC big do it
Uh
Everybody think they hardest when it come to this shit ok nigga I get it
Niggas put up they don't come outside
Cause niggas don't stand on business
Brodie a call my phone when he ready to go
Pop out like 2-3 switches
I bet I ain't lost my sauce
Drop Lo' right now fill it up wit a million bitches
Don't even bring no niggas around
On vice ian gone kick it
We the one spent they block in straight
Bounce out wit drac' this bitch be kickin
Couldn't even see my face I drop my mask So how they gone say I did it
We the ones in them cars for real
We ain't makin songs we was really spinning
I know in the past I did some wrong
But Some still might say I'm right
I ain't Never ran from shit but 12
2020 that's how I lost 2 pipes
I lost way too many guns
My homie a get bumped they don't replace my pipe
I lost way too many funds
Im trying to go fund the beef
Buying all these strikes
Cause we in the field for real
You shoot better shoot to kill
We ain't sending no warning shots
When we send that first shot comin to tap yo wig
Niggas a say free bro but don't pick up the phone for a nigga they whole bid
Niggas a get back doored trying to kick it wit hoes
I be damn if I go like him
I be damn if I go like him
Close mouth better watch that lip
They know we the youngest poppin but we trying to ball hard
We trying to ball like Tim
We trying to get up close on a nigga
Go dunk shit we tryna break the rim
I'm finna go buy 10 percs pass em out to the shorties
Tell shorty to finish him
They wanna gangbang they ain't even got no money
These niggas is broke as shit
He gotta share his pipe in the middle of war How you beefin without no blick
I was a shorty ain't work no job I was 15 out trying to hit me a lick
I'll up my blick so quick
Better empty ya pocket or Rello gone go in yo shit
Everybody think they hardest it come to this shit ok nigga I get it
Niggas put up they don't come outside
Cause niggas don't stand on business
Brodie a call my phone when he ready to go
Pop out like 2-3 switches
I bet I ain't lose my sauce
Drop Lo' right now fill it up wit a million bitches
Don't even bring no niggas around
On vice ian gone kick it
We the one spent they block in straight
Bounce out wit drac this bitch be kickin
Couldn't even see my face I drop my mask so how they gone say I did it
We the ones in them cars for real we wasn't makin songs we was really spinning
Writer: BSC Pressure
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