Pressure

Now it's deeper than rap
I just be talking my shit cause these niggas don't know all the facts
Yea I'm posted wit macc
Up in the cut wit a toolie my hittas don't know how to act
Shawty come to the bacc
Roll up my blunt while I'm pouring lean in my cup That's that splaaa
Focused on raccs I gotta get to a bag I gotta go cash me a checc
Niggas say that outside
But I can not see em I'm feeling like Stevie wonder
All that talking you doing them bullets hot right
Watch him drop like I'm playing dice
Why playin like you did not jacc the gang
Said you gonna come shoot me you ain't do a thang
All my niggas they rolling controlling I fucced on ya bitch
And she always gone jacc the gang
It got you tight I can see all on your face right
Try to play me like I am some goofy ain't no reason to cap
If you know I'm gone do it he say he a shooter but he act like he cupid
Fucc all that bullshit
Got a heater that ready to lay you down
Got my hoodie up like I'm a boogie now
All these groupies they bumping my music now
This clip it hold 16
Have you dancing like a shiggy
Hope you ready to die
Knuckle up
I'm really Ebk
Dont you sleep unless you wanna meet the grave
I be trapping bitch you my slave
I don't care for nobody this money gone treat me great
Demon with me
That be my loco he carry them gloccs like they macs and semis
You better toughen up
Yea these bitchs they just for the streets you cant love on none
Karma real
So stop all the cap there ain't no reason to lie if you in the field
I'm just tryna kill
Got no love for nobody So Im just gone keep it real
I be yelling out ebk
If you fucc with the opps then you know we dropping rakes
Yea you fucc on my bitch and you won the race
You have her ion got time for 2nd place
I just be lurking
Wanna put all my oops in a bag Imma hurt them
Slide on ya blocc wit a drum and a laser
Fuccing her throat her brain so amazing
All of my friends yea they dead Lil uzi
Keep the V on my bacc I feel Gucci
See I be tripping I know that I'm toxic
Off the pills I be bopping
Niggas stay plottin
I know they watching
I just stay cool no reason to flex
Why?
Cause his brothers gone hit him up
Put some bread on his head they gone clean him up
All that flexing you doing you think you tough
Give a fucc what you claim imma hit em up
Like slide
Come on my blocc hope you ready to die
I ain't with the politician
Get him lined by the bitch he really feeling
Smoking dead bodies idc how you feeling
Know my name put it work because that's how I'm living like
So I'm bacc in New York these niggas they know
That I'm crazy they plot on my every move
I can't trust I stay wit my glocc imma fess him up just cause he think I'm food
I be having these thoughts just kill everybody who did me wrong
So imma just picc and choose
When they start acting and fucc wit the opps
When they come around imma just blast at you like Bitch

Pressureeeee
Im in my bandemic
Don't got no time for no linking
Cuz I gotta go get it
These niggas dead switching
That shit not authentic
Like
Spin around
Thats on the set nigga ima lay em down
Like fucc you talking extended the clip I'm taking off ligaments by the pound
These niggas be pressed
Cuz I'm in my bag and my foot on they necc
Likeeee
His bitch love set
She eating the naybors and making a mess
Like damn
Why you hating on me instead of hating the game like.
These niggas is lame
Woccy niggas they don't put in no pain
Lil treesh bitch such you up for a stain
Cuz she do what i say so
I tell her to line you up
Gllt bow
Then you catching halo
Nigga you better lay low
Take off his face they calling it case closed
Know the vibes
You know you aint with it don't come aside