Popper Gang - No Pressure lyrics

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Popper Gang - No Pressure lyrics

[VERSE 1: JESSE TURVEY] Yo what the f** it's already 4 in the morning I'm bussin' up the dope, I'm a touch down, zonin' Better gimme that potent, chillin' my room and I'm mixin' potions I'm smokin' harry pot until I drop, Broken Don't talk me unless spoken too You'll slur words with that broken tooth Not hoping too, I'm just hoping you Find hope in you, cause I don't see sh** You're a lost cause something like a war People spend a lot money than they find out you're a who*e Cause you the type of b**h that like to trip and fall on dick With car crash look to your face, you're an accident I'm practicin' rappin' sh**, smack a b**h, laughin' fit I don't really give a f** if you're havin' this I got a science b**h I know she love experimenting But I'm a k** the kid because I'm not fit for parenting I'm f**in' sh** up, blown' money like it's weed And my paypal account over flow and my computer freeze [HOOK] My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words And theres too much f**in' pressure in my brain that it hurts I'm not saying anything for right now, no words But it's a perfect f**ing ending when you end up in a hearse [VERSE 2: MR COATHANGER] Strollin' through the atmosphere I probably won't be back this year So high I can't even steer Get ready cause the future's near And I'm the future here I better be the future here Cause everybody's scared of what comes next Stupid fears See I don't really care A lot of people play unfair Underrated white kid rappin' You don't even know what happened Back up b**h, you f**in' average Want my b**hes from a pageant That's what the f** i imagine I'm a motha f**in' savage Eat you out and toss your salad Than you tell me I got talent Nah b**h I'm f**in' gallant This the sh** that I be foundin' It's not the sheep I'm counting Fall to sleep to beats I'm pounding Better move cause this beast arousing Better move cause the beast astounding Delicate etiquette but it's evil sounding Better get ready for all the people around me This the sequel, number two with more to do We the sh** I promise you We k**in' sh** like monsters do I don't really give a sh** about a mother f**er frontin' I'm gunnin' they runnin', I'm a monster dude [HOOK] My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words And theres too much f**in' pressure in my brain that it hurts I'm not saying anything for right now, no words But it's a perfect f**ing ending when you end up in a hearse [BRIDGE] Yo this the Lorne Bridge And I be on my hoarders sh** Cause I'm saving my rhymes for the right time I'm get a get a little bit cuckoo b**h No stupid sh**, I'm ruthless b**h I don't really give f** like boo hoo b**h You're losin' movement, losin' shoes and Now you gonna get a little new improvement Tearin' up everything that I'm touching Rappin' like I'm double clutching Everybody lovin' something You ain't gonna f** with nothing Now I know you huffin' something Puffin' like you up to something High as f** on Robitussin [HOOK x2] My mind is blank, there's rhythm but no words And theres too much f**in' pressure in my brain that it hurts I'm not saying anything for right now, no words But it's a perfect f**ing ending when you end up in a hearse

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