Pressure (Freestyle)

[Chorus]
Her nigga cold, I need me a sweater
She tried to fuck me as soon as I met her
Shit’ll get worse before it get better
This shit a curse, I dance with the devil
I’m with my dawg, I feel like Cruella
She say I’m raw, I been there forever
I be getting bigger and bigger and better
She knew I was that nigga ‘fore I met her
[?] whatever
Know some lil trappers thеy’ll serve you whatevеr
That nigga talkin’ he fucking Rosetta
And I pop percocets, know how I’m settling
These bitches question me like I’m a felon
These niggas testing me like I’m a felon
Bro got the hammer, he ready to nail ‘em
Catch him in traffic, we ready to trail ‘em (Oh)

[Verse 1]
Foenem get booked we be ready to bail ‘em
Niggas short me I be ready to scale ‘em
Niggas play foenem and be ready to kill ‘em
Niggas be talking and don’t know what I’m feeling
Niggas be bitches, be all in they feelings
Feel like Lil Wayne, bitch, I ain’t got No Ceilings
Niggas be fake and can’t even compare ‘em
Bro got that Draco, that Soulja Boy Tell’em

[Bridge]
Nigga better watch how you talk, better watch how you walk, better watch how you step right a steppa
And I ain’t never had a job, bitch I’m a boss, these niggas tryna toss all these papers
Fuck that lil bitch like a thot, then I cut her off, ‘cause I give a fuck if I kept her
And we got a whole lotta shots, and we let ‘em off, nigga ever thinking it’s pressure

[Verse 2]
Nigga, don’t play boy, you know we know better
We throwing up b’s and we throwing up letters
Play with that pussy, no cheating I pass her
I pop me a piece and I’m feeling like Melly
She wanna fly to a nigga I jetted but she [?]
I told my bitch that I loved her forever I ain’t never gon’ quit I ain’t never gon’ settle
And my lil bitch do too much, she be extra
And I was poppin’ and swerving them Teslas
And I know I’ll just trip, I’m like Ella
Macing that nigga that have that Margiela
Said that she liked me, she think that I’m Charming, but that lil bitch, she don’t know Cinderella
He got a pistol but we’ll disarm him, foenem will do that lil shit with the pleasure

[Verse 3]
Niggas be talking about how he fell off, but let’s talk about how he came back and he was better
Fuck that lil hoe at the spot, then I dropped her off, I don’t even think that I felt it
Fuck that lil bitch at the spot, then I dropped her back off, nigga I don’t even remember I met her
She steady calling my phone, saying I’m leading her on, but man, I don’t even know why I let her
Walk in the bank, say “what’s up” to the teller
Watch how he act, man these niggas be jealous
These niggas real if you letting them tell it
Codeine in my belly, cup dirty like Nelly
Popping them bottles like I have me a celly, I got murder on my mind, boy, I’m thinking like Melly
Nigga don’t sleep on me, boy that shits deadly
I’m popping your drinks and I’m coming like Freddy
Coming like Freddy, I’m masked up like Jason, my uncle a Mason, my bitch ain’t no basic
And my lil nigga, he slimy and snakey
He see what he want, and he fucking he take it
He fighting his demons, he boxing with Satan
My lil nigga brazy, he put it on David
I know some niggas might look at me brazy and try to play crazy, they thinking I made it
Dope in the trap every day but as far as I know, I don’t think that shit ever got raided
When it come down to my niggas, I’m like Kobe Bryant, ‘cause I don’t think he ever got traded
Niggas be talking that shit and have my shorty come line ‘em up, like he ain’t ever got faded
I got niggas acting like I ain’t been doing this shit, acting like I ain’t the greatest
Dropped out of school and my paper 4th graded
I already knew that these niggas, I hated
Fucked that lil bitch and she thought that we dated
Police had got behind of me and I skated
Feel like I’m Wheezy, I’m sorry you waited
You ain't tryna wait ‘cause [?]
Tried all that codeine, I missed what I tasted
Run all that money, you know how I chased it

[Chorus]
Her nigga cold, I need me a sweater
She tried to fuck me as soon as I met her
Shit’ll get worse before it get better
This shit a curse, I dance with the devil
I’m with my dawg, I feel like Cruella
She say I’m raw, I been there forever
I be getting bigger and bigger and better
She knew I was that nigga ‘fore I met her
[?] whatever
Know some lil trappers they’ll serve you whatever
That nigga talkin’ he fucking Rosetta
And I pop percocets, know how I’m settling
These bitches question me like I’m a felon
These niggas testing me like I’m a felon
Bro got the hammer, he ready to nail ‘em
Catch him in traffic, we ready to trail ‘em
Foenem get booked we be ready to bail ‘em
Niggas short me I be ready to scale ‘em
Niggas play foenem and be ready to kill ‘em
Niggas be talking and don’t know what I’m feeling
Niggas be bitches, be all in they feelings
Feel like Lil Wayne, bitch, I ain’t got No Ceilings
Niggas be fake and can’t even compare ‘em
Bro got that Draco, that Soulja Boy Tell’em