Pressed Lyrics by Tkay Maidza
Mi nuh beg fren, mi nuh take stress
He saying that he fell love, what’s next?
Attitude gyal, foot upon necks
Main event, these niggas want press
Stage left, these *** stay pressed
Forty inch and acrylics pressed
No show if they never giving my check
Go ghost, ice cold as it gets
Mi nuh run joke, mi nuh tek chat
Talk loud, but dem soft like pat
Man try test, then get mash like scat
Mi step clean in the boot all black
One step, then mi flip it back right back
Silver on the tooth and them jeans, them wrapped
Dem waan style, but dem style get jacked
Mi stay calm, but mi still might snap
‘Bout that business, I’ma stand on, paid and got that brand on
Made it look, good, they sick ’cause I’m the one they fan on
Better cut that check and bring the *** bands on
Tell ’em ain’t no pressure I can’t dance around and stand on, them
Never been same, nah never, this that trend goal setter
Tell your mans do better, yeah
Never been same, nah never, this that trend goal setter
Tell your mans do better, yeah
Mi nuh beg fren, mi nuh take stress
He saying that he fell love, what’s next?
Attitude gyal, foot upon necks
Main event, these niggas want press
Stage left, these *** stay pressed
Forty inch and acrylics pressed
No show if they never giving my check
Go ghost, ice cold as it gets
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
Venmo, wire, PayPal
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
Venmo, wire, PayPal
Mi nuh beg fren, mi nuh take stress
He saying that he fell love, what’s next?
Attitude gyal, foot upon necks
Main event, these niggas want press
Stage left, these *** stay pressed
Forty inch and acrylics pressed
No show if they never giving my check
Go ghost, ice cold as it gets
Mowalola mink, see the thigh through the seam
Audemars tickin’ but he begging for dream
Dipped off the lot, red leather on the G wagon
Pulled up to the block like a still from a zine
Name one time came and didn’t clean
Serve and carry *** on my back like Billie Jean
If it don’t slap, then I ain’t liftin’ up a dream
Ain’t about a paper, they might catch me on the screen
Quote too *** just to touch on my regime
Don’t get cute tryna step inside the league
Been that *** since flip phones and beads tho
Era been hot since the Motorolla ring
Ost for a vibe, I pose for Celine
Silk on my skin, like a diamond in McQueen
Paved my lane, now they pay me in fees
Blocking out the bad, now sitting down in peace
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
Venmo, wire, PayPal
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
I just want my pay now
Venmo, wire, PayPal
Mi nuh beg fren, mi nuh take stress
He saying that he fell love, what’s next?
Attitude gyal, foot upon necks
Main event, these niggas want press
Stage left, these *** stay pressed
Forty inch and acrylics pressed
No show if they never giving my check
Go ghost, ice cold as it gets