Under Pressure
Hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
Hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
Oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
Make em choke give em smoke if they want it now
Niggas on bail thinking I'm frail
Why would I hail hammer the nail
Catching a wave setting the sail
Who doper than this like I'm cracking a bale
Hoe in the back give me brain nigga yale
I'm in the box like I'm checking the mail
In the morning got a story to tell
I just got to keep it honest as hell
Pull up on nigga and change the procedure
I freestyle the cadence no need for a feature
Just thinking the bread and cheese nigga pizza
And takeover niggas who thinking they ether
Niggas talk shit they don't know about
Roll loud til we on rolling loud
See it in your face that you hating
Everything I'm doing got a motive now
Hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
Hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
Oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
Make 'em choke give em smoke if they want it now
I see the covis I'm clearing the trees
La vida loco my remedy weed
I need to open up regularly
But I be to focus on bettering me
Point blank period right in your dome
We got the strength like I'm Stalone
I got to vent I'm in the zone
Bread cheese calzone
Nigga we high falcon
I got a grip clamped on
I'm talking my shit mask on
They pull up and hit mask off
Flicking the wrist take long
Cooking up quick apron
These niggas is shrimps they prawns
I got to get it the day long
Turn up a little they skittles
Niggas they weak and they brittle
Niggas they really be pussy they stay in a box like a kennel
Gas in the mask and it toxic
Probably would kill you
Put the dick in her esophagus right in the middle
Smoke that I thought it was dwindling
That little feeling rekindling
Straight from the source no middle men
I need the racks Wimbledon
Level the land level the land never again boy
Run up a plan run up a plan running the game point
Hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
Hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
Oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
Make em choke give em smoke if they want it now
Hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
Oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
Make em choke give em smoke if they want it now
Niggas on bail thinking I'm frail
Why would I hail hammer the nail
Catching a wave setting the sail
Who doper than this like I'm cracking a bale
Hoe in the back give me brain nigga yale
I'm in the box like I'm checking the mail
In the morning got a story to tell
I just got to keep it honest as hell
Pull up on nigga and change the procedure
I freestyle the cadence no need for a feature
Just thinking the bread and cheese nigga pizza
And takeover niggas who thinking they ether
Niggas talk shit they don't know about
Roll loud til we on rolling loud
See it in your face that you hating
Everything I'm doing got a motive now
Hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
Hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
Oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
Make 'em choke give em smoke if they want it now
I see the covis I'm clearing the trees
La vida loco my remedy weed
I need to open up regularly
But I be to focus on bettering me
Point blank period right in your dome
We got the strength like I'm Stalone
I got to vent I'm in the zone
Bread cheese calzone
Nigga we high falcon
I got a grip clamped on
I'm talking my shit mask on
They pull up and hit mask off
Flicking the wrist take long
Cooking up quick apron
These niggas is shrimps they prawns
I got to get it the day long
Turn up a little they skittles
Niggas they weak and they brittle
Niggas they really be pussy they stay in a box like a kennel
Gas in the mask and it toxic
Probably would kill you
Put the dick in her esophagus right in the middle
Smoke that I thought it was dwindling
That little feeling rekindling
Straight from the source no middle men
I need the racks Wimbledon
Level the land level the land never again boy
Run up a plan run up a plan running the game point
Hustle something like the trap how we rolling now
Hit the stu and get a pack bout to blow it down
Oh you a goat like a lamb we gone chop you down
Make em choke give em smoke if they want it now
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Writer(s): Najee Freckleton
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