Pressure

Talkin wreckless
He gone die where he stand
Bringing pressure
Since he think that we playin
No more talkin
We pull up where he stayin
Windows down
Load it up then we sprayin
Talkin wreckless
Nigga what is you sayin
Kill em dead
Boy you better start prayin
Catch you slippin
At the house where you stayin
Demon child
I throw shots where you layin
Talkin out his neck
We ain't even trippin
Hitters be deck
Find out where he livin
Gimme my respect
Kill him in the kitchen
Who he gonna check
Kill whoever wit em
Slum bred bitch
We forever wit it
Murder victim nigga
We don't know who did it
Never hidin bitch
Prolly in yo city
Try me if you want
Know I keep it wit me

Violent as hell
And aint changin at all
Never back down
Because I'm a dawg
Ever a problem
It's only one call
Walkin em down
And we wettin em all
Violent as hell
And aint changin at all
Never back down
Because I'm a dawg
Ever a problem
It's only one call
Walkin em down
And we wettin em all

John wick with the guns
We do this for fun
Accurate as hell
Ain't no need to run
Cappin on the gram
Nigga show me sum
We don't give damn
Ready here we come
Kill em dead bitch
We ain't Savin nun
Belly of the beast
Now we actin dumb
Novacane cane hoe
Bullets make you numb
Steady on a mission
He ain't wanna listen
Gotta learn his lesson
Find him where they fishin
AR what I'm grippin
Ballin like I'm pippin
Fuckin up my liver
Henny what I'm sippin
Silence in the car (Shhhhhh)
When them bullets rippin
Empty out the clip
Then we end up dippin
Said he was a hitta
Now that boy a victim
Hectic in my city
This is how we livin

Violent as hell
And aint changin at all
Never back down
Because I'm a dawg
Ever a problem
It's only one call
Walkin em down
And we wettin em all
Violent as hell
And aint changin at all
Never back down
Because I'm a dawg
Ever a problem
It's only one call
Walkin em down
And we wettin em all



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory John Fisher, Greg Taylor, Benjamin Rispin, Jonathon Laurin, Matt Richmond
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