Silent pressure

I bust in the spot, got ‘em duckin’ and runnin’, They laughing and talking, but I’m not for the funnin’. She loving my vibe, said it’s real, never bummy, He acting like steel, but he soft as a gummy. Talking ‘bout smoke? He don’t want that pressure, keep a Glock close, let it sing like a lecture. Suppressor attached, keep it silent and deadly, Claiming he a shooter—I send him up steady. Throw up them 4’s like it’s sacred, it’s gang, Trigger so light, I let it go, no delay. Mixing the scene like a thriller, it’s danger, Glock got him moving, now he’s a two-stepper. Testing my patience? I empty the clip, If I’m pulling, I’m drilling, I’m ending this quick. Hop out the whip, masked up like a bandit, Steel in my hand, leave the scene in a panic. Shining too bright, got my haters offended, Smoking exotic, we ain’t from this planet. Pour me a shot, watch how I step when I walk, Every move silent, I’m letting it talk. Back on my hustle, cash thicker than pockets, You snitching like rats, boy, you singing like Tekashi. Hop on the bike, hear it rev like a rocket, Scope on the beam, hit your crew, no logic. She left through the door, hakuna matata, But when we talk paper, I’m needing my dollars. Told her to bounce, I don’t cuff no thotty, She good with the stick, so she work like a hobby. Cameras is rolling, we shooting like movies, She throwing it back, got the Glock doing Uzi. Ohhhh, she a freak with the tricks, Ohhhh, she get loose with the licks. Balling ‘em out like I’m running a scrimmage, She biting my vibe, yeah, she feeding the image. I’m talking cold streets, I’m about to pop, Spin the block quick, make it rain with this knock. I came with the heat, with the team and the chop, Cops circling the block, but they ain’t finna stop. The Glock doing dances, it’s sweeping the spot, Hold up, you hearing the knock? Nah—wait, you hearing that bass, Two clean shots, send it right to his face. Smoking on gas, thought it might’ve been laced, High as a drone, got me lost in the space. Rambo, I’m clearing it out with no trace, My crew hitting licks, we be breaking the bank. I don’t even wanna fight, you tripping, Keep playing wit me, and I’m bound to start flipping. Earned all my stripes, no Adidas in sight, Smoke an old head like a pipe, that’s life.