Pressure

What you gone do with that pressure
Why you be fakin' it for ya lil hoe and you probably won't shoot under pressure
Fucked'a right after i met'er
Main bitch got me a schedule
Hesitant on what to do with that Pressure we might light it up like a Sketcher
Yeah yeah
How you dont handle yo business
Aint got a check in days nigga be too Busy worried bout bitches
Shawty want me to accept her
But what u gone do under pressure
Get on ya knees like you believe
And show me somn impressive

Say you be ridin' the dick like a whatever babygirl show me that Action
No I cant give you my phone hoe Leave me alone now why you keep Askin'
She gone be mad when i tell'er I Fucked that lil hoe that be puttin' her Tracks in
But shawty had me under pressure You know that I blessed her and Never went back in
Speakin' of back ends
Nigga put all dat money up, that you Be rappin
Say you be stackin aint seen one Investment, boy you be cappin (yeah)
Getaway boy you be sappin'
Nah that sap shit slow yo bitch down
She be barkin' up a young nigga tree
And I tell yo lil hoe to get down like
But really though

What you gone do with that pressure
Why you be fakin' it for ya lil hoe and you probably won't shoot under pressure
Fucked'a right after i met'er
Main bitch got me a schedule
Hesitant on what to do with that pressure we might light it up like a Sketcher
Yeah yeah
How you dont handle yo business
Aint got a check in days nigga be too Busy worried bout bitches
Shawty want me to accept her
But what u gone do under pressure
Get on ya knees like you believe
And show me some impressive

Like show me a trick or some
Like you my lil trick or some
Doing that shit for the gram fine lets Make a luh flick or somn
And you touchy feely cool grab a Nigga dick or some
Just dont be blowin' my phone crazy Like you my lil bitch or some
Talk about pressure a young nigga Stressin I had to go do me some fixin'
Talk out ya neck better show some Respect for a young nigga come up Missin'
Cause nigga im solid cant do nothing Bout it
I be anything but a flex
If you got some pressure and I got Some pressure lets spark it up then See whats next
Yeah bitch ass nigga, keep it goin'

Yea, bet yall thought I was over
Nigga try to fuck my bitch im Marshawn Lynch I'll run yo ass over
Please please
She want everything that I own
But I cant be giving her leeway Fuck'er the G-way then I be gone
Cause I cant be lettin' her thinkin' we Boo'ed up gotta get back to my Business
Killin that pussy tonight then I be Outta sight and I dont gotta witness
Nigga wish I would get wacked like Wood ill grant yo wishes
My bitch suck my wood so fuckin Good might make her a misses
Say ha period on ha mouth is too Through health and sickness
Yeah yeah
Put ya money where ya mouth is
Cause if you been runnin' that shit Imma sack yo ass like you hit in the Back field
Yeah yeah (yeah)
Got me soundin' like Da Baby nigga
But soon as my money match she Gone get attached cryin' like a baby nigga
Bitch, yea, 100
Free Bird, free all the real ya hear me



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Writer(s): Kameron Amerson
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