Pressure

I am who the fuck they wanna be
Dam you got a fat ass come and put that shit in front of me
OG tried to give me game
I showed him how it's gotta be
I been making plays way before I learned anatomy
Bitch honestly
Let's go
Mink coat
Neck icy like the snow
On fire like it's hold no mild
Bitch I'm bout to blow
Put a x on your fucking chest
Now you tic tax toe
Huh
Yea I got a bag but ain't nobody gotta know
Let's go
Mink coat neck icy like the snow
On fire like it's hot no mild
Bitch I'm bout to blow
Put a x on your fucking chest
Now your tic tac toe
Yea I got a bag but ain't nobody gotta know

Turn up the flames a notch
I turned the pain to guap
She told me to stay don't stop
I got her wet like a mop
Didn't take me a lot
I been making my way to the top
I was more into rock like Brock
We the realest the rest out of stock
Retro
Se activaron las mami
La Tengo moja kalahari
Se trajo la amiga en ferrari
She brought a demon to party
Huh
She make it shake like
Huh huh
Fuck it up baby like
Huh huh huh
We getting money you dummy, Don

Bitches they mad yeah they birds
Gotta know that my flow is absurd
I can do what I want
I be picking and choosing
I think that I got 'em concerned
I know I'm the best, that's my word
That's the bond that it comes with
My pack who I run with
Now I'm in my Birkin
Got a rich nigga flirting
Got 'em wanting to spend it
Got a hundred stacks I can't bend it
Keep me well dressed in that Fendi
Like em classy, like em trendy
Now his ex chick can't stand me
Real shit, real shit
He like me cuz I do what I want
I'm a savage, I'm a baddie
That's why he spend all he got, yeah
He like me cuz I do what I want
I'm a savage, I'm a baddie
That's what he spend all he got

En mi el to lo quiere gastar
Una mala, bien salvaje
Cuando lo tiro para atras yeah
En mi el to lo quiere gastar
Una mala, bien salvaje
Cuando lo tiro para atras yeah
You ain't know this is Xena April
Don Chino, it's a staple



Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Torres
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