700 Reekade - Push Da Button Lyrics

Hold up, push the button, change the clip, now that bitch hold a hunnid
I been flyin' state to state, gettin' bread, but they act like I'm runnin
Dorm room trappin', I ain't talkin' culinary, I sold the onions
Breakin' down woods and stack that shit up like I'm Paul Bunyan
Can't hug me with makeup on, I paid three bands for this fit
Ion do it cause everybody do it, I look good when I'm wear this shit
Rekked the Maserati rim, 3200 just to get it fixed
I ain't stressin', I gave that shit up like I was sellin' bricks
I ain't hurtin I'm good for real, burn down these woods for real
Niggas always talkin' bout that business, but I stood for real
Reekade eating good, I know you can tell ion don't miss a meal
Been sayin' f*ck rap, but it might change if I get a deal
Hold up, push the button, unlock the door so I can run them down
Nigga did that laughin' on the net, shid what's funny now
Stolen car, engine light on and I got the keys to it
I ain't never speed through the opps hood, boy, I breeze through it
Rat niggas get the special K, just add some cheese to it
You don't wanna swang that motherf*cker, just let me do it
Niggas runnin' they mouth like they tongue got some feet to it
Ion make songs for the industry, I make that street music
Hold up, push the button, that's a switch, you ain't got no luck
I probably know who pushed up on you, yeah, nigga, so what
I'll lie dead in yo face and won't give no f*cks
Don't never try to talk about business, boy, like you know us
Hold up, push the button, fully auto, lil bra got it in the bag
Movin' militant, second strike, so he ain't finna crash
Jacked son in the ville, but I promise he ain't play for the Jags
Been had my stripes in the field and never threw a flag
Hold up, push the button, wipe his nose, I think he sick or somethin
Head crack, take his bank when I shoot, I think I'm Mitch or somethin
F*ck it, take his soul and kill his dogs too, like I'm Vick or somethin
Boy I'm really bout my business like John Wick or somethin
Hold up, push the button, tell them pussy hoes stop speakin' on me
Think them bitches mad, cause I cut them off, they was leechin' on me
See I'm eatin' good, now they came back tryna eat bologna
I keep shit real, don't come around me if you fake or phony
Head first, first quarter, these niggas know I Rekk shit
These niggas suck, barely get play on they best shit
Been snappin' had these motherf*ckers watchin' like Netflix
Demolition man knockin' these blocks down like Tetris
Hold up, push the button, when you hear that frr frr, boy you outta luck
Long range like Dame when I shoot, in case he tryna buck
Ion need a reason, I leave a bitch cause I'm tired of her
I bounce back like rebounds, hit the boards, watch me power up