Why G, Pressa - K.H.W.K lyrics
[Why G, Pressa - K.H.W.K lyrics]
(EVRGRN with the heat, yeah) uh, yeah
Let's start it off, before
They hit the water, i was in the deep end
Don't take no snap
Even if you go and post and then delete it
They want the drop just so niggas
Could pull up and get even
But this 30 in this glizzy make
A nigga talk to Jesus
Take a look, if it wasn't for the streets
There'd be no Pressa
Had a name up in the streets
Before the rappin' like the rest
Know I could stand alone without a
Pack and still compress it
See, my warya, yеah, he a killer, after this
Hе gon' need Mecca
Stretch 'em out just like the stretcher
Fuck the opps, we test they temperature
Long time, never kill a man
Word to crodie Dexter
Killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' with the steppers
They call me Press Machine 'cause
I'm a certified finesser uh
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
(yeah, ayy)
I know some real killers, they move lowkey
(Wlatt) don't even smoke weed
They'll turn you to a bogie (Grandma)
Put you in a coffin, lookin' cozy (Comfy)
Or throw your dead body in
The water like a floatie (Splash)
Spot an undercover officer by those Oakley's
(On him) press Machine my twin
You know we like Zach and Cody (Cronem)
Name-brand dead niggas
You know they some trophies (Gas)
He was Muslim, but we left lil' woadie holy
(Rah, rah, rah) i'm a road runner and
These niggas some coyotes (Bah)
Killers hang with killers
But sometimes I'm on my lonely (I am)
I know millionaires
Cronem got a mill' from Sony (He did)
And when this glizzy kickin'
He be catchin' shots like goalies (Rah, rah)
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
Let's start it off, before
They hit the water, i was in the deep end
Don't take no snap
Even if you go and post and then delete it
They want the drop just so niggas
Could pull up and get even
But this 30 in this glizzy make
A nigga talk to Jesus
Take a look, if it wasn't for the streets
There'd be no Pressa
Had a name up in the streets
Before the rappin' like the rest
Know I could stand alone without a
Pack and still compress it
See, my warya, yеah, he a killer, after this
Hе gon' need Mecca
Stretch 'em out just like the stretcher
Fuck the opps, we test they temperature
Long time, never kill a man
Word to crodie Dexter
Killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' with the steppers
They call me Press Machine 'cause
I'm a certified finesser uh
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
(yeah, ayy)
I know some real killers, they move lowkey
(Wlatt) don't even smoke weed
They'll turn you to a bogie (Grandma)
Put you in a coffin, lookin' cozy (Comfy)
Or throw your dead body in
The water like a floatie (Splash)
Spot an undercover officer by those Oakley's
(On him) press Machine my twin
You know we like Zach and Cody (Cronem)
Name-brand dead niggas
You know they some trophies (Gas)
He was Muslim, but we left lil' woadie holy
(Rah, rah, rah) i'm a road runner and
These niggas some coyotes (Bah)
Killers hang with killers
But sometimes I'm on my lonely (I am)
I know millionaires
Cronem got a mill' from Sony (He did)
And when this glizzy kickin'
He be catchin' shots like goalies (Rah, rah)
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey
Killers hang with killers, don't approach me
I say, killers hang with killers
So I'm postin' up with crodie
35'll kill you for a Roley
Uh, smoke all in the city
Should've known that it get smokey