Ben Ridley - PRESSING lyrics

All lyrics performed by Ben Ridley Chorus Press hard I keep the fake fugazi guessing, guessing Press em I dunno who you thought you testing, testing Press you I mek ya retreat and your gone, gone In my own now i hit my wave Saw you see me see you but I didn't wave Cos you the type to smile when you feel a way I'd rather press the issue if it's pressing or I press him out the way Verse1 Don't need no drink to get me loose just put me where the chicks be I look for girls you'd say were loose who don't like scoring quickly You judge too much my ears close up every time your lips speak Don't know this yat I like her fash I'm tryna mek her lips me Let her do her ting, see the time go let's go She wanna do some tings, so I order an 8 ball Dress well let me undress her, now let's go play She went in now the make up mess up, but that's okay Swallow swallow, start it so I can give it to you Starting the night I had visions of you Give her that good like missionary But not in missionary Too wet might need wellys, or a surfboard to the belly Are you fine, you did fine pat her on the back step to Which road gets home, mission ain't done that's step two Recky on road like I'm on diz Just me and the foxes Won't see another like me soon watch this watch this watch this Chorus Press hard I keep the fake fugazi guessing, guessing Press em I dunno who you thought you testing, testing Press you I mek ya retreat and your gone, gone In my own now i hit my wave Saw you see me see you but I didn't wave Cos you the type to smile when you feel a way I'd rather press the issue if it's pressing or I press him out the way Verse2 Put in work as if there's ten of me Chatting bad of me is heresy You talk of plans that we ain't never seen See my work I ain't never seen Nobody backing me no machine Keep me lock out but I'll get it in Benny clear and light up like he's kerosene I've ga**ed my own head You should see me now I'm grinning like I've never known stress I can see you now you're screwing like somebody done dead Better crack a smile cos I don't mind crack bottle on heads Crack bottles on heads Yo, up till now we get by, I'm ready to get pies Make my paper get high and get high and get high Clocked her in my left eye, cute black ting like left eye Said she got a man but she want burn it like left eye Dunno who I think I am Deliver salami like pizza man Get it I give her a piece of man To de-stress get peace of mind