No Pressure
(Haha)
Ima slit yo fuckin' throat bitch
Ha, yuh
I aint got no
Ha hey hey yuh
I aint
I aint
I aint got no
I aint got no
I aint got no fuckin' patience
For that fake shit
Bitch you basic and tasteless
Time is precious so I don't waste it
I'm racin'
I feel amazin'
Bitch I'm rollin' with the top down
I'm star gazin'
Got my little baby ragin' we goin' crazy
Fuck around, I might pull up in new Mercedes
Skinny dippin' in the money I'm feeling wavy
You got meat and potatoes
But wheres the gravy
I set the bar too high these bitches can't even reach
I told a bitch good luck tryna fuck up the team
I told a bitch back up I don't trust what it seems
I told that boy back up I don't fuck with no fiends ay
Takin' my shots like D-Rose
Welcome to the freak show
Had to kill my ego
Now I got my limbo
And my man a nympho
Hit it like a free throw
Feelin' like a diamond but I aint got no pressure
Ha yuh
I aint got no
Milli Smoke bitch
Milli Smoke bitch
Milli Smoke bitch
Milli Smoke bitch
I aint got no fuckin' patience
For that fake shit
Bitch you basic and tasteless
Time is precious so I don't waste it
I'm racin'
I feel amazin'
Bitch I'm rollin' with the top down
I'm star gazin'
Bitch
Ima slit yo fuckin' throat bitch
Ha, yuh
I aint got no
Ha hey hey yuh
I aint
I aint
I aint got no
I aint got no
I aint got no fuckin' patience
For that fake shit
Bitch you basic and tasteless
Time is precious so I don't waste it
I'm racin'
I feel amazin'
Bitch I'm rollin' with the top down
I'm star gazin'
Got my little baby ragin' we goin' crazy
Fuck around, I might pull up in new Mercedes
Skinny dippin' in the money I'm feeling wavy
You got meat and potatoes
But wheres the gravy
I set the bar too high these bitches can't even reach
I told a bitch good luck tryna fuck up the team
I told a bitch back up I don't trust what it seems
I told that boy back up I don't fuck with no fiends ay
Takin' my shots like D-Rose
Welcome to the freak show
Had to kill my ego
Now I got my limbo
And my man a nympho
Hit it like a free throw
Feelin' like a diamond but I aint got no pressure
Ha yuh
I aint got no
Milli Smoke bitch
Milli Smoke bitch
Milli Smoke bitch
Milli Smoke bitch
I aint got no fuckin' patience
For that fake shit
Bitch you basic and tasteless
Time is precious so I don't waste it
I'm racin'
I feel amazin'
Bitch I'm rollin' with the top down
I'm star gazin'
Bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Noel C. Fisher, Floyd Eugene Bentley, Karim Kharbouch, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Jordan Holt, Melvin Iii Moore
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