Pressure
Lyrics
VS roof stars lightin' up the lamb bitch
Six speed got her always quick to choose switch
Backend's smokin' pressure out the grape pack
Got a wide body she know how to make that bag max
Yeah, yeah, PG3 you know it's Profit the Gang bitch
Don't waste a second of my time, my palms always be itching
It's P. E N T. 'til I die, Imma always be winning
Expensive clothes, tell you, Lil' baby I'm always drippin', yeah
You think I ain't heard shit?
Get the fuck up out my face boy you a blind bitch
I got you up in my mind don't take it light shit
We ballin' out way too fast I know it's hurting him
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Know it's hurtin' him
I know you wanna waste your time tryna get fast money, damn
Just know your role, get in the way, I'll make sure your man's get scammed
Whatchu' talkin' 'bout gettin' by we built different to them
Vert coupe, body hanging out the back seat
One twenty we skirtin' off on em' ain't no back streets
I trade the homie for the toke another stack cheese, yeah
Imma need all that money without the cap, please
No one up on me been gone you never gon' catch me
I started off early now I'm posted with all the key's
I never thought I'd be the one to make the map
He's sittin' on his ass, sad as ever speaking brokanese
Ha, Ha, Ha, you's a muhfuckin' bitch still
I gotcha bitch countin' your money while her pussy kilt
Her man home but she still push to keep me in her still, yeah
You ain't do nothin' for her I'm just gon' keep it real
I'm just gon' keep it trill
Shoutout Trel n' the philly dogs we on this for real
We gon' keep on dubbin' these hoes until we get a mil', yeah
Comin' harder than ever we in this shit to kill
VS roof stars lightin' up the lamb bitch
Six speed got her always quick to choose switch
Backend's smokin' pressure out the grape pack
Got a wide body she know how to make that bag max
Yeah, yeah, PG3 you know it's Profit the Gang bitch
Don't waste a second of my time, my palms always be itching
It's P. E N T. 'til I die, Imma always be winning
Expensive clothes, tell you, lil' baby I'm always drippin', yeah
VS roof stars lightin' up the lamb bitch
Six speed got her always quick to choose switch
Backend's smokin' pressure out the grape pack
Got a wide body she know how to make that bag max
Yeah, yeah, PG3 you know it's Profit the Gang bitch
Don't waste a second of my time, my palms always be itching
It's P. E N T. 'til I die, Imma always be winning
Expensive clothes, tell you, Lil' baby I'm always drippin', yeah
You think I ain't heard shit?
Get the fuck up out my face boy you a blind bitch
I got you up in my mind don't take it light shit
We ballin' out way too fast I know it's hurting him
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Know it's hurtin' him
I know you wanna waste your time tryna get fast money, damn
Just know your role, get in the way, I'll make sure your man's get scammed
Whatchu' talkin' 'bout gettin' by we built different to them
Vert coupe, body hanging out the back seat
One twenty we skirtin' off on em' ain't no back streets
I trade the homie for the toke another stack cheese, yeah
Imma need all that money without the cap, please
No one up on me been gone you never gon' catch me
I started off early now I'm posted with all the key's
I never thought I'd be the one to make the map
He's sittin' on his ass, sad as ever speaking brokanese
Ha, Ha, Ha, you's a muhfuckin' bitch still
I gotcha bitch countin' your money while her pussy kilt
Her man home but she still push to keep me in her still, yeah
You ain't do nothin' for her I'm just gon' keep it real
I'm just gon' keep it trill
Shoutout Trel n' the philly dogs we on this for real
We gon' keep on dubbin' these hoes until we get a mil', yeah
Comin' harder than ever we in this shit to kill
VS roof stars lightin' up the lamb bitch
Six speed got her always quick to choose switch
Backend's smokin' pressure out the grape pack
Got a wide body she know how to make that bag max
Yeah, yeah, PG3 you know it's Profit the Gang bitch
Don't waste a second of my time, my palms always be itching
It's P. E N T. 'til I die, Imma always be winning
Expensive clothes, tell you, lil' baby I'm always drippin', yeah
Writer(s): Andrew Bailey
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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