Pushing that button, P, penthouse floor I go up Nigga got gas, I roll up, nigga got drinks, I pour up Nigga got gas, I roll up, nigga got drinks, I pour up (won't lie) Pushing that button, P, penthouse floor I go up (P) Everything gone a bitch, that

Ain't goin' in All my niggas outside We been hangin' outside Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah automatic Yeah always got it on me baby, automatic, yeah Where I'm at is static, but it ain't got traffic, yeah Push up on me, them boys make you do a backflip

You've given up on us Just another empty promise by those I love You've taken all I've made and all I've become Pushing me down flat on the ground trying to escape the pain I needed you to meet me half way But I'm left abandoned with nothing more to say

Mi tek weh yuh virginity Yeah yeah yeah you took my So sing for me Memba di fus fuck Memba di first time pussy hurt up Push in a inch it buck and it stuck Yuh run off a cocky and yuh get up and cut Memba di two drop a blood pon yuh frock

Pusher love So high I’m on the ceiling baby So gon' and be my dealer baby Your my drug One more time I'm just a, junkie for your love (I'm hopped up on it)

Good goodbye (Don't you come back no more) So say goodbye and hit the road Pack it up and disappear You better have some place to go 'Cause you can't come back around here Live from the rhythm, it's Something wild, venomous Enemies trying to read me

Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up Take it down, down, down, down, then I'ma beat it up Can I step the tempo on ya? Can I switch up the tempo? Switch up the tempo (push it up, hold up) 'Cause I'm tryna slow it down, beat it up, go down, eat it up

Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing You doing me dirty Sipping on Dom Pérignon for no reason Popping tags, upper echelon for no reason Seen this bad little jawn, she was perfect I'll let her push the foreign right now if she worth it

(Break it to me) Don't dress it up but don't beat around the bush And don't cover it up but don't push it underground And don't keep it inside and don't edit and redact And no dumbing it down I know how to mend I can rise high above the ashes I'll

You ain't gotta wait up, I ain't 'boutta save ya I'ma just be honest, I won't see you later I'ma keep it pushin', you should keep it pushin' We both know what's up, aye We were too young, not ready I was wide eyed, I loved heavy You, made me think