作词 : Lonely Abalone

作曲 : Lonely Abalone

编曲 : Lonely Abalone

Pushin’ P

Yeah, pushin’ P, turn me up

Turn me up, P, uh-ah

[Verse 1: Gunna & Future]

Pointers in the Patek and my piece, I’m pushin’ P

Copped new hammers for my P, we don’t want no peace

Got a spot across the spot, just for Ps

Dropped the dot and then we plot, exotic Ps

She not a les, for P, she turn Pesbian (Pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P)

Off capital P, I rock these Presidents, count presidents (Pushin’ P)

Portuguese on her knees, my bandana P

She let me squeeze, then she leave ’cause she keep the P

Private suite, private seat, b, I’m pushin’ P

Purple pint, p pink, b, I’m pushin’ P

[Chorus: Gunna & Future]

Pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, yeah (Yeah)

Pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, yeah

Pop a P, I’m paranoid, I can’t just sleep

My pockets deep, got racks on me

Why they watchin’ me?

I’m pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, yeah

[DaBaby]

Off the top, don't believe the hype, n, it's Baby, I'm pushin' P

Double R Phantom outside, drop the window with the lights, just to let them hs look at me

Yeah, I won't keep her, I'd rather be free with her

Give it back to the streets, keep it G with her

Might f on me for three years

Only three times will I sit down in public and eat with her

Must've forgot who he is

I been fin' ns hos since fifteen

It's a surprise I only got me three kids

Look in his eyes, you can tell that he real

Look on the net, you might think that he fake

Look at the plaques, stats and where I came from, ain't no way you can say "He ain't great"

Type to wake up today and go sell my estate

N, I don't want it no more, I don't want the whips either

Tryna make me mad 'bout a h

N, don't know what's goin', I don't want the b either

I drop her off with you, you can keep her

N, I ain't new to this s, I been true to this s since a seven-forty-five yellow Beemer

Pull up with the cutest little b, I don't open her doors

I just f her all night and I leave her, yeah

He pushin' P 'cause he paid for it

I get that p for free, I'm on welfare

I fell in love with her, she was my trap girl

I used to make the mailman, press the doorbell

She give that good head, if she got long hair I got nowhere

F n hatin', but oh well

I'm the type of rap n k a rap n, now I still walk in and do my lil' show there, n (Come on Baby)

I'm pushin' P, I'm the realest one in it

She f with me, that boy still in his feelings

I'm in Atlanta, buyin' designer

F 'round with me and I'll st you in Lennox

I'm in New York where I can't have a g

I'ma just fly into New Jersey with it

I'm back to Cali and I never run

Play, you gon' go play with 2Pac and Biggie

Yeah, I got three daughters, but I need a son

You excited enough? okay baby, come get me

Lay back and push out that P, he gon' be wantin' to play

I never let n play with me, it's Baby, n

[Young Thug]

Too rich to text, I let my shawty forward it (Yeah)

Take the P out the alphabets, n, try to sort it (Ayy)

[Outro: Young Thug, Gunna & Future]

I’m pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P

Pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, P, ah-ah

Pushin’ P, I’m pushin’ P, pushin’ P

I’m pushin’ P, yeah, ah-ah