STRESSED OUT

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah I'm stressed [Chorus] I ain't tryna think about nothing yeah I'm stressed, if I think about sex and the checks I get stressed out x4 I ain't tryna think about nothing yeah I'm stressed yeah x2 [Verse 1] I ain't tryna think about nothing let me rest bitch After sex, all these bitches tend to leave me stressed out I ain't tryna think about nothing but the checks necessary Yes, flex On my way to be the best out I ain't tryna think about nothing Gotta figure out something I got writer's brock, fuck am I gon' do now I ain't tryna think about nothing but I gotta write something I might need some top like Biggie at the stu now I'm just tryna get that cheese, that guap but that shit gon' drive a nigga crazy Shawty knows I'm that nigga that's gon' be on top, so she tryna fuck a nigga crazy You should give me head, give me top Promise I ain't gon' sweat you girl You should give me head give me top Best out on the block mhh yeah Flip on me hoping I'ma flop mhh yeah Couldn't walk a mile mhh yeah Walk a mile in these high-tops mhh yeah Nigga I ain't rich mhh 'Till all my niggas rich mhh Nigga I ain't rich Nigga I ain't rich mhh 'Till all my niggas rich mhh All you do is stress me out lil' bitch Beat the pussy 'till it goes miaow lil' bitch Uber out side, ciao lil' bitch I ain't tryna be rude please be out lil' bitch Yeah it's natural Everything factual Pull from the future with a casio Futuristic and it's annual Rappers be my sons I'm they dad-dad-daddyo Who callin'? Prolly yo bitch Prolly yo bitch, I'ma answer this, nigga She sais you a lame and she want a real nigga Mhh, yeah she want a real nigga, mhh Yeah fuck a bitch, fuck a nigga bitch put it in the asshole All my niggas really with the shits tho *vibes* [Verse 2: Manast LL'] Lets do it lets do it I'm going x2 I'm going I'm gone, you lonely without (going, without me) Yeah x2 Got me stressed Got me stressed out I ain't tryna think about you girl you got me stressin' (for real) I'm focused on my money and my blessings (shit) Yeah I love when you wake up on my chest But I love it more to wake up with some cash (lets do it lets do it) Hop out the bed making money and shit (yah) On a mission I don't care bout' the bullshit (yah) I don't switch but them bitches they did it (yeh) They talk bout loyalty but ain't really with it (yeh yeh)