Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Press Spray, artist - Troy Ave. Date of issue: 16.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Press Spray |
| God gone sort these Niggas out |
| It’s called divine intervention |
| I been not gave a fuck, now i don’t give a fuck more |
| I been shot been persecuted by the law |
| I got my own people coming to attack |
| But this is how it go in the hood when your black |
| Man this shit wack like a Joe Budden track |
| And some would say damn ave why you saying that |
| Cuse he lied to my face in my back spilled crap |
| Pumped up to talk down who gassed that |
| Jealousy is fake, seen boy do the same shit to Drake |
| We both fuck women that he date |
| When it comes to hoes he wears a cape |
| I wear icy face but no time being spent on a bum bitch |
| I’m a rich nigga but I’m on the dumb shit |
| Hating ass nigga I don’t fuck with, got my name in your mouth you the cum fits |
| You a drug addict and a bitch beater |
| Rap podcast and a dick eater |
| Tryna see how my balls taste, ask your chick she in the vid licking my face, |
| Nasty! |
| And when you asked about her she say Joe don’t smack me! |
| You’s a bitch dawg |
| Truth is light, I son these lames |
| Niggas won’t get away with my name |
| Troy ave is hot they want the flame |
| They careers down the hill I’m boarding the plane |
| Truth is light, I son these lames |
| Niggas won’t get away with my name |
| Troy ave is hot they want the flame |
| They careers down the hill I’m boarding the plane |
| These dweebs call me a bozo from their perspective, of course you can’t |
| understand a nigga that’s getting this money when you broke It’s what i |
| expected |
| Niggas be cold tryna feed off heat |
| My foreign’s get drove while they be on feet |
| Mad as fuck, sad as fuck, callused up |
| Times is hard life is rough |
| No dice, mice, and the hoes for real its been 20 years since your record deal |
| You need a dad or a uncle Phil, someone to say it ain’t right to steal |
| You cried in court like a fucking dill, pickle nigga you’s a fickle nigga, |
| you 44 don’t mean shit lil nigga |
| Fecal matter’s eat shit lil nigga |
| Talk to me about shit lil nigga, til you apologize to the guy, you robbed for a |
| ring and money up by the point when he was giving you a cabbie ride |
| Crack head you doing crimes Brack head |
| Crack head get on my top like a black head |
| You the, general of general admission outside the club no bread to get in |
| You go click to click, dick to dick |
| Oh lil nigga i didn’t forget, remember you was signed to the game, |
| what happened to the ruff ryder thang |
| I remember seeing you outside my show in the fucking rain yelling yo troy ave |
| you doing your thang |
| Niggas talk shit out the same lips that they suck dick |
| Niggas talk shit out the same lips that they suck dick |
| Why do niggas suck dick out the same lips that they talk shit |
| I don’t do shit you niggas is bi-bi-bitch! |
| Dont f- act like you dont remember nigga |
| It was a problem, you was sitting in the back, with a bum ass coat on in the |
| rain |
| Your stupid fucking face |
| Your stupid fucking sesame street face |
| These dweebs call me a weirdo from their perspective, of course you can’t |
| understand a nigga that’s getting this money when they broke it’s what i |
| expected |
| Listen! |
| These dweebs call me a weirdo from their perspective, of course you can’t |
| understand a nigga that’s getting this money when they broke it’s what i |
| expected |
| I made you boy, I gave you fame |
| Gave you an allowance, gave you the game |
| I let you rep, i made you gang, now its a shame you went Hovane |
| Niggas ain’t show up to the hospital when I was shot |
| That means that the bitch made in grates, oh everything i done for em they |
| forgot |
| It’s sad cause i really had love for him |
| Was down to die and catch slugs for him |
| But when your boy needed help i looked around and damn there wasn’t none for em |