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  • My blood pressure's buildin' [4x]
    It's Cassidy trick
    It's Cassidy *******
    It's Cassidy clique
    It's Cassidy beeyatch!
    [Verse 1 - Cassidy]
    Ayo, what'chu know 'bout this world I'm in
    Everynight I twist up and get drunk 'til I hurl again
    Then i'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
    And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
    If you a thug, stop girlin' then
    If I see a car in traffic, I'm a jacket like Burlington
    It's Cassidy, who's thorough as him, nobody
    I keep a gun tucked cause I don't trust nobody
    I got plenty biscuits
    And ya'll ******z like skinny ******* yall ain't got nobodies
    Watch how you talk to me man
    Before you ******s get smacked with the dark skin part of my hand
    Understand?
    [Repeat Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
    I'm the best in building, a prospect destined for millions
    Threat to civillians and my blood pressure is building
    Catch feelings? You be wet, catchin' a steel in
    Weapons directed, at ya' chest, neck and ya' grill and
    Still, there's no regrets, but I confessed that I kill men
    I spill men's blood on the rug next to there children
    And if you wan' set it? Cass' bettin' his deal in
    Yes I will win, when I spill extra appealin'
    Come to Limekill, we got them exstasy pills and
    Got the whip fully equiped except for the ceilin'
    I got a stash in it, the Smith-n-Wessun can chill in
    I might get arressted, but until then?
    [Repeat Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
    If I hear you gettin' chips, pitbulls where you sleepin'
    Everybody on the ******' floor, I'm squeezin'
    Click the four, grip your whore by her weave and
    *******, what mutha******' drawer is the keys in?
    Got you on your knees like a braud and you pleadin'
    (Uh, you got it dog, take it all, I don't need it)
    I'll clap you and have you on your carpet, bleedin'
    Throw your stuff in the trunk of the Ford then I'm leavin
    Now I got a raw load more than I'm needin
    And that's the reason, why you and whore is screamin'
    Pull this, squeezed then if you holdin' them hammers
    I'm focused like disposable cameras, ******!
    [Repeat Chorus until end]
  • My blood pressure's buildin' [4x]
    It's Cassidy trick
    It's Cassidy *******
    It's Cassidy clique
    It's Cassidy beeyatch!
    [Verse 1 - Cassidy]
    Ayo, what'chu know 'bout this world I'm in
    Everynight I twist up and get drunk 'til I hurl again
    Then i'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
    And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
    If you a thug, stop girlin' then
    If I see a car in traffic, I'm a jacket like Burlington
    It's Cassidy, who's thorough as him, nobody
    I keep a gun tucked cause I don't trust nobody
    I got plenty biscuits
    And ya'll ******z like skinny ******* yall ain't got nobodies
    Watch how you talk to me man
    Before you ******s get smacked with the dark skin part of my hand
    Understand?
    [Repeat Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
    I'm the best in building, a prospect destined for millions
    Threat to civillians and my blood pressure is building
    Catch feelings? You be wet, catchin' a steel in
    Weapons directed, at ya' chest, neck and ya' grill and
    Still, there's no regrets, but I confessed that I kill men
    I spill men's blood on the rug next to there children
    And if you wan' set it? Cass' bettin' his deal in
    Yes I will win, when I spill extra appealin'
    Come to Limekill, we got them exstasy pills and
    Got the whip fully equiped except for the ceilin'
    I got a stash in it, the Smith-n-Wessun can chill in
    I might get arressted, but until then?
    [Repeat Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
    If I hear you gettin' chips, pitbulls where you sleepin'
    Everybody on the ******' floor, I'm squeezin'
    Click the four, grip your whore by her weave and
    *******, what mutha******' drawer is the keys in?
    Got you on your knees like a braud and you pleadin'
    (Uh, you got it dog, take it all, I don't need it)
    I'll clap you and have you on your carpet, bleedin'
    Throw your stuff in the trunk of the Ford then I'm leavin
    Now I got a raw load more than I'm needin
    And that's the reason, why you and whore is screamin'
    Pull this, squeezed then if you holdin' them hammers
    I'm focused like disposable cameras, ******!
    [Repeat Chorus until end]