Young Adz - Press Da Button lyrics
[Young Adz - Press Da Button lyrics]
Yeah, hahaha, nah i ain't got a clue
I ain't got a clue, yeah
Know tough time never made us humble, wallahi
I spoke to Goddy the other day
He in high spirit's
G, I'm pissed 'bout that re-call
But it's life yeah
Rollin' in the coupe, yeah
Just me and my dude, yeah
He was gonna bring the suzzy
Don't like how it shoots, yeah
Now, we drivin' down Lewi Way
Bulldog kill a goose, yeah
You on the news, yeah you on the news, yeah
Live a life like mine, yeah
From a lifе of crime, yeah
Black sheep of the family, my
Mum will tеll you why, yeah
In and out Her Majesty's, ain't
Tryna see no trial, yeah
Whippin' in the pot, it's
Risin' like Basmati rice, yeah
There's rats up in the buildin'
I see mice in here
These niggas are some pussies
I smell dykes in here
Before I left the crib
I pray to Allah no one try and rob me
'Cause on my life
They probably lose they life in here
I came up from them mean streets
Three on three, three of each
OT, settin' fire to bandos
Been there all week
I told them other black boys they
Better go back to London
And get the fuck out where I'm trappin'
Or we gon' bring thunder
Yeah yeah, and on beats like this
I don't even wanna rhyme
I just wanna talk my pain
If I don't say it on the mic'
Then I might lose my mind
Ain't seen my daughter for some time
'Cause I been workin' but I got you
Couple things that change your life, yeah
And your mother probably upset how it
Turned out, but it's life, yeah
Uh, pressed the button on the Range, yeah
Mummy told me I'm insane, yeah
Jakes pulled up at her crib, yeah
She kept it G, and didn't say, a thing
My sister, she the same, a Queen
They ain't nothin' you can say to me
Oh, yeah, I'm made to be, yeah, you
Uh, gotta click it while I fidget
Gotta fidget 'cause I popped another pill
Yeah, that nigga supposed to
Be my little nigga
How the fuck he turned into a squeal? yeah
My nigga got hit up, I had to pinch myself
I thought I was dreamin', this ain't real, ah
And you know the bando baby
Twenty-nine is livin' life just like a film
Pressed da, pressed da
Pressed da button on the Range
In a hundred grand Jeep
But a nigga used to sell it in the rain
Mhm, mhm, mhm, sell it in the rain
Press da button, press da
Button, press da button, press da button
Press da button on the Range
I ain't got a clue, yeah
Know tough time never made us humble, wallahi
I spoke to Goddy the other day
He in high spirit's
G, I'm pissed 'bout that re-call
But it's life yeah
Rollin' in the coupe, yeah
Just me and my dude, yeah
He was gonna bring the suzzy
Don't like how it shoots, yeah
Now, we drivin' down Lewi Way
Bulldog kill a goose, yeah
You on the news, yeah you on the news, yeah
Live a life like mine, yeah
From a lifе of crime, yeah
Black sheep of the family, my
Mum will tеll you why, yeah
In and out Her Majesty's, ain't
Tryna see no trial, yeah
Whippin' in the pot, it's
Risin' like Basmati rice, yeah
There's rats up in the buildin'
I see mice in here
These niggas are some pussies
I smell dykes in here
Before I left the crib
I pray to Allah no one try and rob me
'Cause on my life
They probably lose they life in here
I came up from them mean streets
Three on three, three of each
OT, settin' fire to bandos
Been there all week
I told them other black boys they
Better go back to London
And get the fuck out where I'm trappin'
Or we gon' bring thunder
Yeah yeah, and on beats like this
I don't even wanna rhyme
I just wanna talk my pain
If I don't say it on the mic'
Then I might lose my mind
Ain't seen my daughter for some time
'Cause I been workin' but I got you
Couple things that change your life, yeah
And your mother probably upset how it
Turned out, but it's life, yeah
Uh, pressed the button on the Range, yeah
Mummy told me I'm insane, yeah
Jakes pulled up at her crib, yeah
She kept it G, and didn't say, a thing
My sister, she the same, a Queen
They ain't nothin' you can say to me
Oh, yeah, I'm made to be, yeah, you
Uh, gotta click it while I fidget
Gotta fidget 'cause I popped another pill
Yeah, that nigga supposed to
Be my little nigga
How the fuck he turned into a squeal? yeah
My nigga got hit up, I had to pinch myself
I thought I was dreamin', this ain't real, ah
And you know the bando baby
Twenty-nine is livin' life just like a film
Pressed da, pressed da
Pressed da button on the Range
In a hundred grand Jeep
But a nigga used to sell it in the rain
Mhm, mhm, mhm, sell it in the rain
Press da button, press da
Button, press da button, press da button
Press da button on the Range