[Intro]
Pressin' all, pressin' all
Pressin' all, pressin' all
Pressin' all that shit, I'ma fuck wit' her emotions
Pressin' all that shit, I'ma fuck wit' her emotions
Pressin' all that shit, I'ma fuck wit' her emotions
(I will make your corpse dance)
So what?
Ooh, I'ma shit on you n***as (Yuh), watch, ha

[Chorus]
You sold Os, lil' n***a? I sold Ps
Chopper gotta big dick that like to pee-e-e
Bullet hit your membrane and hit delete-e-e
Now you slee-e-ep, while you lea-ea-eak

[Verse]
I'ma sing to your bitch with no Auto-Tune
Hundred round choppers ain't enough, I need a lot of goons
Bitch waking up to no Uber, get out of my room
We ain't talking, money, drugs, or head, then get out of my tomb
I'm a incel? Bitch, fuck it, we go very well
These n***as eyein' me, they need to fucking get a scale
Diamonds on my forehead, buffer than a beta male
Cocaine white, Nike Air Force fishscale
[Chorus]
You sold Os, lil' n***a? I sold Ps
Chopper gotta big dick that like to pee-e-e
Bullet hit your membrane and hit delete-e-e
Now you slee-e-ep, while you lea-ea-eak

[Outro]
Ayy