Sam Tate - Pushin' Em (feat. Savagespitflamez) Lyrics

Push it to the limit I feel Rick Ross
We got too much sauce Watch it drip off
I be pushing packs spot jumping like a tip off
Rounds flying through the air this not dis golf
I be pushing packs nigga I be pushing packs
I be blowing thrax nigga come buy a pack
I be pushing packs nigga I be pushing packs
And I be pushing my people I'm talking all facts
When Had a couple grams I was
Hatters get in my face and I be
Yea My Unk got the keys and he be
Pushing packs and counting racks militant mind gotta keep a strap
My nigga I'm tryna get rich yea I keep it
Im tryna get outta this bitch yea out this shit yea I keep it
I hit on the bitch then I'm calling it quits yea I keep it
Young nigga is millitant minded
Diamond in the rough Watch me blind em
I move the D like a lineman Shining
I feel like I'm the goat when I'm rhyming
I be pushing packs nigga it anit hard to find me
I got it out the mud like Roddy
Ima push these packs until I drop a Mozi
Till I'm blowing Krud in a Mozi
And I'm sleep walking like Mozzy
F*cking with some black youngster like Gotti
Clean this bitch up like Molly
I just might push me some Molly Push
Push it to the limit I feel Rick Ross
We got to much sauce Watch it drip off
I be pushing packs spot jumping like a tip off
Rounds flying through the air this not dis golf
I be pushing packs nigga I be pushing packs
I be blowing thrax nigga come buy a pack
I be pushing packs nigga I be pushing packs
And I be pushing my people I'm talking all facts
I push that shit not a stroller
Want all of the bread even molded
Im not a push over
My shooter fire he got promoted Scold Em
Scolded Ima promote her
She gone take take me for a ride she is my showfer
I be pushing them packs Mike Goldberg this is all over