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03 Greedo

Buttons, Pt. 2

 

Buttons, Pt. 2

(album: Purple Summer - 2016)


Don't push my buttons

Tell her we can hit the mall, I can take you for a ride
Just as long as you promise me you won't touch nothing
Don't push my buttons
Don't push my buttons
I don't care who you are don't turn my knobs
Baby, that's the main thing that'll turn me off
Don't push my buttons
Don't push my buttons

Brought it way back to '09 on these bitches
Southern Cali nigga, but I never had no switches
Where I'm from we riding sixes with no license 'cause we hitting licks
Or in the kitchen whipping, taxing niggas from some other crip
That's that push a button just to start it like the mothership
Beam me up, in sneaking in, I'm geeking on that other shit
Keep touching my radio, I'm gon' go get my other bitch
And throw you in the backseat and take you to your mother's, bitch
Move out and move on
Hit the county and get that money, you're grown
And your baby daddy ain't coming home
Send them numbers to punch in so he can cop him a phone
Get a trick and push his buttons 'cause your man up the road
Follow the code
Like you need the air to take a breath, you gotta get dough
Your lil' son just took his first steps, so he needs Nikes on his toes
Punch in the code on that debit card you floss, fuck the 'dro
Push the button, end the call on you, ho

Tell her we can hit the mall, I can take you for a ride
Just as long as you promise me you won't touch nothing
Don't push my buttons
Don't push my buttons
I don't care who you are don't turn my knobs
Baby, that's the main thing that'll turn me off
Don't push my buttons
Don't push my buttons

Riding with the homie, we parolees, got a pistol on me
Rather get caught with it than without it, they might try to dome me
Cousin drug offender, but he so high
Triple cup of High Tech and a three-point-five
But this whip got a lil' button that you press to stash the guns and onions
Every hood we go we on our toes like a fucking bunion
I been having dreams of something foreign sitting on them buttons
Ever since a youngin watching videos I'm touching buttons
And I'm passed out, worried 'bout me, fuck your damn assumptions
I've been at a funeral more times than I've been at a function
We be going dumb, we running something like we Forrest Gumping
If you on that fuck shit, then them ho's gon' say you [?] pumping
Lingo 'round my people
Project, English was my favorite subject
Used to rock that Polo in the field like I was playing rugby
I'm from where them killers dread they hair after they grow a gumpy
Trigger just a button to a zombie who live for thugging
Free my soldier, fuck a fleet, that shit keep you peoples buggin
Hate your situation, it be crazy when I see your brother
Heard his jumper automatic, on the court he push the button
Keep him off the streets 'cause doin time ain't cool and achieve for nothing

Tell her we can hit the mall, I can take you for a ride
Just as long as you promise me you won't touch nothing
Don't push my buttons
Don't push my buttons
I don't care who you are don't turn my knobs
Baby, that's the main thing that'll turn me off
Don't push my buttons
Don't push my buttons

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