Pressure
Sometimes I don't understand how I keep it up
I might have to cut you off cause you wasn't keep up
If you wanna join the team you gotta bleed with us
You gone run up outta gas tryin' compete with us
I just got up out the bed so imma need a blunt
Nigga play might leave 'em dead had to say it blunt
I Told her I won't say it twice
Imma tell you once
She say the type of bitch I am I need the St. Laurent
You know the type of nigga I am
Bitch I do what I want
You know you seen me facing them L's
But I came back and won
And this exclusive shit from Taghi this a 1/1
Copping exclusive shit from the plug these expensive drugs
All these straps all these attachments these expensive guns
I ain't worried bout yo gang cause this'll make 'em run
I'm like other than my name I can't tell 'em nun
Every time I look around ain't it always something
I won't never tell 'em they just gone see how I'm coming
I been putting in work this shit den come all of a sudden
Tonight I'm riding standard so this clip just holds a dozen
Just broke some cookie down and I just stuffed it in a Russian
They like you need to slow down
Cause you always rushing
She like they might get close
But they could never touch it
No matter how much that she love me I still never trust it
I work better under pressure I just keep adjusting
I work better under pressure I'm just so accustomed
I work better under pressure give my weed combustion
They starting to know just who I am don't need no introduction
Probably somewhere rolling pressure up up in the function
I might have to cut you off cause you wasn't keep up
If you wanna join the team you gotta bleed with us
You gone run up outta gas tryin' compete with us
I just got up out the bed so imma need a blunt
Nigga play might leave 'em dead had to say it blunt
I Told her I won't say it twice
Imma tell you once
She say the type of bitch I am I need the St. Laurent
You know the type of nigga I am
Bitch I do what I want
You know you seen me facing them L's
But I came back and won
And this exclusive shit from Taghi this a 1/1
Copping exclusive shit from the plug these expensive drugs
All these straps all these attachments these expensive guns
I ain't worried bout yo gang cause this'll make 'em run
I'm like other than my name I can't tell 'em nun
Every time I look around ain't it always something
I won't never tell 'em they just gone see how I'm coming
I been putting in work this shit den come all of a sudden
Tonight I'm riding standard so this clip just holds a dozen
Just broke some cookie down and I just stuffed it in a Russian
They like you need to slow down
Cause you always rushing
She like they might get close
But they could never touch it
No matter how much that she love me I still never trust it
I work better under pressure I just keep adjusting
I work better under pressure I'm just so accustomed
I work better under pressure give my weed combustion
They starting to know just who I am don't need no introduction
Probably somewhere rolling pressure up up in the function
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Writer(s): Timothy Bankston Jr
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