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Pressa – “Second Hand Smoke” (Official Video) Listen Now: https://smarturl.it/Pressa_SHS Follow Pressa: Twitter:   / pressapressa   Instagram:   / pressa.armani   Tik Tok:   / officialpressa   Pressa – “Second Hand Smoke” (Lyrics) Hook I play my role but once I rolled the dice I rolled it back I know what I want, and I don’t want your girl to bitch and nag Want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands is a brick of coke will turn a teenage boy into a man I kid you not, I seen my life evolve around a rock Fill up my glock and I be with the wassa 100 shots fuck up the pot, see momma hide the Pyrex from the cops Get out the way just like we did that Nigga and now He gone. Yeah im a star But free my niggas, the ones that pitch the rock out in the car. The streets say they know exactly who you are I gotta get it, cuz if I don’t go get they gon get it real nigga to the bone ain’t no edit We shoot shit like JJ Redick Don’t play with me uh This FF5 serving up the Hercules uh She started fucking on a demon she a diva My nigga 23 and he need a breather We made a million in the trap without a phone Shout out the plug cuz he know we not the loan Should out my youngin you see lol bro knocked them over Ain’t nobody tell me shit I’m rolling over Hook I play my role but once I rolled the dice I rolled it back I know what I want, and I don’t want your girl to bitch and nag Want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands is a brick of coke will turn a teenage boy into a man I kid you not, I seen my life evolve around a rock Fill up my glock and I be with the wass a 100 shots fuck up the pot, see momma hide the Pyrex from the cops Get out the way just like we did that nigga and now He gone. Pass my blunt to the same nigga that probably hit up slugga, this that dope Remember nights I was stuck at the trap stuck at the store Before I go, please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes Caught a L but he got hopes of going home Kept it a hundred, while half these nights out here kept it fake Or probably a third 25 percent of niggas don’t got a bird Kept it smooth, and slid on niggas ain’t talkin perm Put them youngins in the trap make them chip and make them learn I can’t relate cuz all my nights kill shit yellow tape We bout to pray, I know muslins that there pray beside the K No MMA but my dope it gon lock and break a plate I see niggas do anything for fame uh Hook I play my role but once I rolled the dice I rolled it back I know what I want, and I don’t want your girl to bitch and nag Want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands is a brick of coke Will turn a teenage boy into a man I kid you not, I seen my life evolve around a rock Fill up my glock and I be with the wass a 100 shots fuck up the pot, see momma hide the Pyrex from the cops Get out the way just like we did that nigga and now He gone.