Pressure + Layers
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ay, yeah
On my way, yeah, I'm on my way
Oh my
Bae, do you feel that pressure building up
Fuck, where my pills at? (My pills at)
I told her, "Kill that connection with him
I'm tryna peel back" (I'm tryna peel back)
Girl, is there layers to you?
Tell me, girl, 'cause I wanna know ('cause I wanna know)
I'm doing favors for you
Doing shit that I usually don't (that I usually don't)
I give my heart in my songs (my heart in my songs)
I had to do it alone (do it alone)
These niggas stealing my sauce (ay)
But that's the shit that you know (that you know)
Bad bitch control me, voodoo (voodoo)
Italian leather, prosciutto ('scuitto)
I'm 'bout to blow up, sumo (sumo)
Everybody be fake, but it's cool though (damn!)
I got no exits, glocky got a beam, I'm in an exit
I'm with your next bitch, she just hit my line
She's tryna test this out
I spent two racks on my mom, don't you fucking turn me down
Reached 5K, and I lost count, she wan' fuck me like right now
Like right now, yeah, right now
Oh, right now, yeah-yeah, right now
It won't count, it won't count
It won't count, uh-huh
Bae, do you feel that pressure building up
Fuck, where my pills at? (My pills at)
I told her, "Kill that connection with him
I'm tryna peel back" (I'm tryna peel back)
Girl, is there layers to you?
Tell me, girl, 'cause I wanna know ('cause I wanna know)
I'm doing favors for you
Doing shit that I usually don't (that I usually don't)
Yeah, yeah, ay, yeah
On my way, yeah, I'm on my way
Oh my
Bae, do you feel that pressure building up
Fuck, where my pills at? (My pills at)
I told her, "Kill that connection with him
I'm tryna peel back" (I'm tryna peel back)
Girl, is there layers to you?
Tell me, girl, 'cause I wanna know ('cause I wanna know)
I'm doing favors for you
Doing shit that I usually don't (that I usually don't)
I give my heart in my songs (my heart in my songs)
I had to do it alone (do it alone)
These niggas stealing my sauce (ay)
But that's the shit that you know (that you know)
Bad bitch control me, voodoo (voodoo)
Italian leather, prosciutto ('scuitto)
I'm 'bout to blow up, sumo (sumo)
Everybody be fake, but it's cool though (damn!)
I got no exits, glocky got a beam, I'm in an exit
I'm with your next bitch, she just hit my line
She's tryna test this out
I spent two racks on my mom, don't you fucking turn me down
Reached 5K, and I lost count, she wan' fuck me like right now
Like right now, yeah, right now
Oh, right now, yeah-yeah, right now
It won't count, it won't count
It won't count, uh-huh
Bae, do you feel that pressure building up
Fuck, where my pills at? (My pills at)
I told her, "Kill that connection with him
I'm tryna peel back" (I'm tryna peel back)
Girl, is there layers to you?
Tell me, girl, 'cause I wanna know ('cause I wanna know)
I'm doing favors for you
Doing shit that I usually don't (that I usually don't)
Credits
Writer(s): James Haley, 1, Jarrod Fisher
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