STRESS

Stress

[Verse 1]
One call got my dogs going manic
Pick a picture putcha on some fabric
Off the leash got the bands running rampant
Put the pedal to the floor and vanish
Yeah yeah I be on that old bullshit
Tank full cup spilling wreaking havoc
If I pass it to you tell me can you handle it
Hold it down lil bitch don't panic
Fully loaded rocking bandanas
Look how they try to swag us they got no manners
I can't trust the flash from every camera
Know them jump out boys wanna jam us
Wipe a nigga nose if it's runny
We flood the streets and spend show money
A smart mouth gon getcha sold a dummy
We play them games hit the sticks push the buttons
Gotta hold myself to a higher standard
Don't nothing come between me and my family
Bitches meeting me with no panties
Lemme see it baby girl from every angle
I turn strangers to known faces
I got some exes in low places
The way she act now I can't blame her
But you can miss me with the fuck shit
Who you who you who you niggas
Think you are
Thought it was
Fucking with
Not the kid
No way
I got super super charge
Out the big block crate
Wanna run with the bull
Ole ole
Mama used to joke and say it must be hard being you
On the calm that's the best part about being me
I ain't did nothing in my life but stay true
Pimp my voice and mack these beats

[Hook]
I can't stress it enough
I can't stress it enough
I can't stress it enough
I can't I can't
I can't stress it enough
I can't I can't
I can't stress it enough
No No
I can't stress it enough
I can't stress it enough
No I can't I can't I can't
I can't stress it enough
Aye Aye Aye Aye

[Verse 2]
Mind on money give a fuck what you think
Either hopping in the water or you walking off a plank
Yeah I'm higher than a bird and I'm flying with the hawks
Yeah we paying shooters get shot nigga real talk
Hell nah I ain't no psychic but I know you boys don't like me
Finna buy some jewels just to see who gon try it
Home or the road can't keep these bitches out my phone
Need something fast just for when I need time alone
Zoom zoom in the Impala chromed out Forgiato
Hit the brakes burn the tires overtake make it holla
Grip the streets by its collar
Ripping up the steering column
Hop out leave the engine running
Bet they won't see it coming
Pull up tugging on the skully
Windows down
Speakers dumping
Yep I need all of it
Tell papi fry the onions
Good food in my belly
Don't get calls to my celly
Hit me on the wifi
Be damned if they tap mine
Got my pants up with my left hand
Rolling grams up twist a Dutches on the steps with my right hand
Got my bands up
Tryna put it on a kickstand
Need a new lean plug they done locked the Juiceman
Man these streets crazy
I need a bird
Give a bitch a different dummy addy every time she swerve
Girl I gotta get swayze calm my nerves
And I still freak a black
Nigga fuck whatcha heard

[HOOK]
I can't stress it enough
I can't stress it enough
I can't I can't
I can't stress it enough
I can't I can't
I can't stress it enough
No No
I can't stress it enough
I can't stress it enough
No I can't I can't I can't
I can't stress it enough
Aye Aye Aye Aye