Pressure

[Intro]
Don't know 'bout pressure, no (No)
You don't know 'bout pressure
You don't (No)
You don't know 'bout pressure, no
You don't know 'bout pressure, no (Okay, let's go)

[Chorus]
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mine
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mines
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind

[Verse 1]
Yeah, they told me the pressure made diamonds
So I got me some VVSs
Walk around with that bag, I'm feelin' like Santa, but bitch, I ain't got no presents
I took a whole lotta Ls in my life
But I turned all them losses to lessons
Shawty say that she feelin' my vibe
And she wanna come sit in my section
Told that my bitch I'm not fuckin' wit' you
Sorry baby, I'm runnin' my bands up
I used to get Fs in the school but now it's a F for the Fendi that's holdin' my pants up
FN on me, turn his ass to a dancer
I'm F'd up off Wock', I mixed it with Fanta
Put 'em up, we armed, and my dawg got the hammer
If it's pressure, they pussy like Hannah Montana
If it's pressure, then he foldin'
Smokin' 'za, lil' bitch, I'm loaded
Brand new pint, we gon' po' it
Won't show that-, shh, but I might blow it
I can tell he a bitch, I just know it
But someone realer, I don't know one
Whole team on my back, I feel like [?] back in '01

[Chorus]
Ayy, I swear that it's pressure 'bout mine
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mines
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind

[Verse 2]
When it come to pressure, I made it crack, cocaine
They can tell who he was, no name
You should stay over there, there's four lanes
Shooter stay in the M like [debay?]
I make a play, I hit a dance, I'm turnin' up like I'm Cam Payne
[?] my shooter, walk through like a campaign
Bitch, I'm chosen, I feel like I'm G.O.A.T. James
Sike, Mike is the G.O.A.T. (Yeah)
I'm in love with his bitch, puttin' pipe in her throat
I know they think I'm just cappin', I pray that they play
I swear that I'm not finna go
I'm sippin' Wock', no drivin' a boat
We take a trip, gettin' high off the coast
If you walk up on me then I'm doin' the most
Ayy, we would've died if I was the host (For real)
Nah, you ain't finna slide me to walk that way
I really put beats on him like Dre
2023, I need to be [?]
.223s, they'll eat your face
Lil' bitch, I'm a king like Stace-, -y (Yeah)
Can't name one person, say they play me
I stand on my money, I'm 8'3
I'm sippin' on muddy, I'm lazy
My pockets got fat, it ain't lasic
Yo' bitch always hittin' my phone with the hate word
I ain't talkin' 'bout Kasey
Makin' plays, [?] out in KC
Muhammed insane, bitch, I'm goin' crazy
They know I'm applyin' that pressure for real
That's why everybody hate me (On God)

[Chorus]
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mine
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mines
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind

[Post-Chorus]
Pressure, pressure
Bitch, I'm smokin' on gas, pressure
We gon' get on yo' ass, pressure

[Outro]
Huh
Ayy, for real, though, when that pressure come, I'm like ten thousand and tens, I don't ever fold
And I'm ten toes down
I'm like Mike, in the clutch, give me the ball
I don't feel pressure
Huh, but they do