Lyrics Push It - NLE Choppa, Young Thug

Push It

Nigga, all across the globe, bring a few hoes
I’m puttin' this shit on the map (Shit on the map)
Nigga, running the game 'til I’m old, put it up in bold for when I collapse,
nigga, yeah
I’m stunting from Monday to Sunday
I made a hunnid up in one day
We rocking the same clothes like a junkie
I wake up to money, it come in abundance, dummy
Asking where I came from, it was nothing from nothing to something
They ain’t see me coming, now all eyes on me
Just a G from the east now I’m all around the country, yeah
Push come to shove we dumping out of Bentley Trucks (Brrr)
Really don’t give a fuck (Brrr), as long as I make it a slug
Can’t show no love, I was stuck in the mud
And you left me muddy
Now everybody my cuddy, my brodie
They love now, but back then wasn’t for me (Brrr)
Push it, push it
We got the game in a figure-four (Figure four)
Stay over there with your pick and roll (Pick and roll)
Nigga I’m callin' an ISO (ISO)
He an internet gangsta, typo (Brrr)
More straps than a coupe full of dyke hoes (Brrr)
Police insured you GEICO (Brrr)
Caught him lackin' at the trap like a mice bro (Br-brr)
Gave a nigga doses out the micro (Brrr)
Push it, (Push it) push it (Push it)
To the limit, can’t stop, I ain’t pussy (Can't stop, I ain’t pussy)
Push it, (Push it) push it (Push it)
Big dawg like OG Tookie (Like OG Tookie)
Push it (Push it), push it (Push it)
Come to murder, I’m a vet to a rookie (Vet to a rookie)
Push it (Push it), push it (Push it)
I’m the same nigga when you’re not lookin' (Brrr)
Yeah, I put baguettes on her pussy
She don’t gotta douche it (Woo)
I let her push my dick in, that’s top floor and tussies
I’m pushin' pimp, boy, most of these niggas pushin' pussy (Pussy)
If he on the top of you, gonna try to squish you, nigga, keep on pushin'
(Pushin')
Ready, set, go, I’m the man with the plan
I got green dots, a million spent all in the can
He had a dresser filled up with some socks, I had took that shit out and I
filled it with bands (Racks)
I’m on the phone with my man, in the other hand I was just cooking the sand
(Woop, woop)
5th-grade nigga had jumped me, I came back fifteen years and I made him all ran
(Nigga, run)
Half a million, I been shooting crap, I ain’t really going for the jap (Yeah,
yeah, ain’t going for the jap)
NLE bring the choppa, come and fix my crap (Yeah, yeah, diamonds so sick)
I done got way to started, I been going way to harded (Yeah, yeah, way too hard)
New York bitch, she live in SoHo, next to Bari (Yeah, yeah, hey Bari)
Push it, push it (Brrr)
We got the game in a figure-four (Figure four)
Stay over there with your pick and roll (Pick and roll)
Nigga I’m callin' an ISO (ISO)
He a internet gangsta, typo (Brrr)
Police insured you, GEICO (Brrr)
Caught him lackin' at the trap like a mice bro (Brrr)
Gave a nigga doses out the micro (Br-brr)
Push it, (Push it) push it (Push it)
To the limit, can’t stop, I ain’t pussy (Can't stop, I ain’t pussy)
Push it, (Push it) push it (Push it)
Big dawg like OG Tookie (Like OG Tookie)
Push it (Push it), push it (Push it)
Come to murder, I’m a vet to a rookie (Vet to a rookie)
Push it (Push it), push it (Push it)
I’m the same nigga when you’re not lookin' (Brrr, we not lookin')
(Yung Milly)