PRESSURE
Akachi in this motherfucker
Yeah, yeah, uh
(Bitch I'm on yo block with my cock out)
Yeah (Hard)
Black whip tinted, bitch I'm feelin' like Bruce
Pussy on elastic, when I stretch it get loose
Pull up, do damage, I'ma knock him out his shoes
Said her want smoke, then bitch, I'm feelin' like Zeus
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Her pussy stink, so I had to dismiss her
Sike, I'm still fuckin', bounce on dick like Tiger
Give me good brain, like I'm 'bout to pop quiz her
She eat my dick up on soft, like a Twizzler
Bitch, I got a fever, no kiddin', I'm sick, sick
Big steppers with me, need a Fitbit, hold up
Told the bitch, "Open up wide," like she's on it
Then print
Press the dick on her tongue, fruit roll up
Bad bitch ride me, kawasaki, go crazy
Go stupid on the dick, got her screamin "Leedle, leedle, leedle!"
Five knuckle shuffle on his face, John Cena
Hair spiked, got an attitude with a live Vegeta-geta-geta
Swimmin' in the pussy, come find me, no Nemo
Run him out his pockets, bitch, I'm feelin' like Deebo
Red beam, Darth Vader, hit 'em through the peep hole
Got shawty, all my bitches emo like Shego
Shego, Shego, Shego, uh
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
(While I have your attention,
I'd like to take this time out of your day to tell you that if you
don't fuck me, could you,
ever so carefully, stick my dick into your esophagus)
Shego, Shego, Shego, ayy
Uh, Shego, Shego, ayy
Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah
Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
Yeah, my bitch white, she got big dimples
Shut the fuck up, lil hoe, it's simple
Now I got her mad, wanna wrestle, she's trippin
I won't let money chew it over, she's strippin
IPhone 8, still take good pictures
Homeboy still smoke blacks and swishers
Touch my chain, might break them figures
Seen Big Chop, Aint seen five fingers
Yeah, look
Back in school, was rollin blunts while you was up in math
You was tryna get an A and I was ditchin class
You was tryna play in band while I was countin' bands
Now my diamonds dance, got my shorty in a trance
Your bitch wanna fuck me even though she got a man
Wait, you are her mans, I guess you knew that, bitch, I, uh
One up in her stink
Wanna fuck your shorty out, put one up in the pink
I don't give a fuck, pull up in the pink mink
Like killercam, hella bands water new sink (I'm sink)
Yeah, look
My bitch pussy taste like red lightsabers
Big dick, fuck her like a red lightsaber
Dark side, feelin like I'm Darth Vader, yeah
Bitch, you should bow my presence
All you niggas is peasants
Bottles go down, you might not get to Heaven
You niggas some sinners, don't learn any lessons
I don't feel pressure, you niggas ain't pressin
It's pressure to me, and this pressures oppression
Yeah, it's depression, the pressure is pressin, I'm pressin
Yeah, yeah, uh
(Bitch I'm on yo block with my cock out)
Yeah (Hard)
Black whip tinted, bitch I'm feelin' like Bruce
Pussy on elastic, when I stretch it get loose
Pull up, do damage, I'ma knock him out his shoes
Said her want smoke, then bitch, I'm feelin' like Zeus
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Her pussy stink, so I had to dismiss her
Sike, I'm still fuckin', bounce on dick like Tiger
Give me good brain, like I'm 'bout to pop quiz her
She eat my dick up on soft, like a Twizzler
Bitch, I got a fever, no kiddin', I'm sick, sick
Big steppers with me, need a Fitbit, hold up
Told the bitch, "Open up wide," like she's on it
Then print
Press the dick on her tongue, fruit roll up
Bad bitch ride me, kawasaki, go crazy
Go stupid on the dick, got her screamin "Leedle, leedle, leedle!"
Five knuckle shuffle on his face, John Cena
Hair spiked, got an attitude with a live Vegeta-geta-geta
Swimmin' in the pussy, come find me, no Nemo
Run him out his pockets, bitch, I'm feelin' like Deebo
Red beam, Darth Vader, hit 'em through the peep hole
Got shawty, all my bitches emo like Shego
Shego, Shego, Shego, uh
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
(While I have your attention,
I'd like to take this time out of your day to tell you that if you
don't fuck me, could you,
ever so carefully, stick my dick into your esophagus)
Shego, Shego, Shego, ayy
Uh, Shego, Shego, ayy
Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah
Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
Yeah, my bitch white, she got big dimples
Shut the fuck up, lil hoe, it's simple
Now I got her mad, wanna wrestle, she's trippin
I won't let money chew it over, she's strippin
IPhone 8, still take good pictures
Homeboy still smoke blacks and swishers
Touch my chain, might break them figures
Seen Big Chop, Aint seen five fingers
Yeah, look
Back in school, was rollin blunts while you was up in math
You was tryna get an A and I was ditchin class
You was tryna play in band while I was countin' bands
Now my diamonds dance, got my shorty in a trance
Your bitch wanna fuck me even though she got a man
Wait, you are her mans, I guess you knew that, bitch, I, uh
One up in her stink
Wanna fuck your shorty out, put one up in the pink
I don't give a fuck, pull up in the pink mink
Like killercam, hella bands water new sink (I'm sink)
Yeah, look
My bitch pussy taste like red lightsabers
Big dick, fuck her like a red lightsaber
Dark side, feelin like I'm Darth Vader, yeah
Bitch, you should bow my presence
All you niggas is peasants
Bottles go down, you might not get to Heaven
You niggas some sinners, don't learn any lessons
I don't feel pressure, you niggas ain't pressin
It's pressure to me, and this pressures oppression
Yeah, it's depression, the pressure is pressin, I'm pressin
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Writer(s): Cary Barlowe, Nathan Lamar Barlowe
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