Neva Stress Lyrics

Lets get it Lets get it Lets Go

Slide into mami

With a cugar Getting friendly

6 be on me like lebron don't worry pendants I got plenty

Doubles gs up on waist

Run an goofy out his place

They dick eating all fucking time starting to think u like the Taste

Roman pull up in Rafe

Know he riding w the Troops

Know We All the but Franklins we just getting to the Loot

Paper chasing outta dub town Catch us in the 302

Knock any out rat that be talking don't let me catch u in my view

Let's go blow for blow

Let's go back to back

All my crew about it screaming Rip to staxs

They hit me for verse nah you know it's on reject

I wont never stress cause I won't never fess

40 ounce up in my bag that bout More or Less

She telling me she like my outfit like the way I Dress

I can't tell if she fucking w me Or she fucking with the Check

All good baby finna dub u I'm on to the Next

Go and take what's Mine

I'm like D wade in his Prime

They tell I'm a culprit OJ shit I did no Crime

If they ask me I deny tell em go and pop outside

Y'all some pussies and be ratting bruh u try to save sum time

DE baby super wavy when I hit em

They say Rome be snappin he gotta crazy lil rythem

Hot boy I keep a banger in my denim got some racks on me to might get to raining on a stripper

Stayed down now it's only up from here

I'm kicked back in the foreign switchin gears

Hit the gas on them hatin boys all up on my rear you gotta adapt to the game cuz it change up every hear

Hit my diddy bop keep a stick no lolly pop

They like to talk a lot we'll see me in the parking lot

I see a lotta Gwap

Can you take it prolly not

Non stop

Got my check up like I'm at the doc

Ayee Lets get it Lets get it Lets go