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Pressa - Second Hand Smoke (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pressa
Pressa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quinton Gardner
Quinton Gardner
Composer
Nelson Ballard
Nelson Ballard
Composer
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Itsnell
Itsnell
Producer
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Producer
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, I play my role
Uh, I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back
(Itsnell on the beat, ****) Yeah, uh
[Chorus]
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a **** deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that ****, and now he gone
[Verse 1]
Yeah I'm a star
But free my ****, the ones that pitched the rock out in the car
The streets, they know exactly who you are, I gotta get it
'Cause if I don't go get it, they gon' get it
Real **** to the bone, there ain't no edit
We shoot shit like JJ Reddick
Don’t play with me, uh (No)
This FM5, servin' up the Hercules, uh
She started fuckin' on a demon, she a diva (A diva)
My **** twenty-three and won, he need a breather
We made a million in the trap without a phone (Phone)
Shout out the plug 'cause he know we not the loan (Boom)
Shout out my youngin, you see lil' bro knocked them over
Ain't nobody tell me shit, I'm rolling over
[Chorus]
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a **** deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that ****, and now he gone
[Verse 2]
Pass my blunt
To the same **** that probably hit up Sluggah, this that dope
'Member nights I was stuck at the trap, stuck at the store, before I go
Please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes
Caught a L, but he got hopes of going home (Gang)
Kept it a hunnid (Hunnid)
While half these nights out here kept it fake, or probably a third
Twenty-five percent of **** don't got a bird
Kept it smooth, and slid on ****, I ain't talkin' perm (Perm)
Put them youngins in the trap make them chip it, make them learn
I can't relate (No)
'Cause all my **** kill shit, yellow tape, we 'bout to pray
I know Muslims locked, they pray inside the cage, no MMA
But my dope, it gon' lock and break a plate (Yeah)
I see **** do anything for fame, uh
[Chorus]
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a **** deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that ****, and now he gone
[Outro]
Just like we did him, now he gone, want all the smoke
Uh, want all the smoke
Only time a **** deal with secondhand
Written by: Nelson Ballard, Nico Baran, Quinton Gardner
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