Pressure Applying lyrics

by

Lil Tjay



[Intro: Lil Tjay]
Mh, mh mh, mhhh
Mh, mh mh, mhhh
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
I ain't gon' politickin'
Know Ion't entertain n*ggas
n*ggas be politickin' on the net, if you with it then pull up flames n*ggas
Said you with that, lil n*gga you lyin'
Talk on bro, that's when bullets start flyin'
DOA, that's your momma start cryin'
Always steppin', we pressure applyin'

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
Lemme see your iron
Smoking on bro so you claimin' I'm knockin' you out of your socks
n*ggas know I keep a knock
I'ma flock, Ion't even like speakin' a lot
In my city with the Wraith
Only n*gga you see doin' it, Richie the watch
In my city n*ggas hate
I ain't showin' n*ggas pity, you run up, get shot
[Verse 2: Day Ryer]
n*ggas know I keep a knock
Run up, he shot
Bullets start splittin' his top
Watch that n*gga body drop
I'ma keep clickin'
Know I won't stuff no thot
Let mе see a stupid opp
Post on that block
S took a right on the spot
Free my n*ggas out the box
Amiri the dеnim, the reason ya b*tch wanna top
I gotta get it stackin' up this green
All my n*ggas put on for the team
Big 83rd, n*ggas know it's me
On court, shootin' from the three
Pass it to [?] he shootin' from D
Got Mill backin' out the beam
Ion't drink lean but I'm gettin' green
Big .45 keep it in my jeans
(Big .45 keep it in my jeans, like)
(All my n*ggas shootin' like they in the Lakers, no L's)
Spin where? Shoot who?
Totin' this knocker, clearin' out the room
Send shots, get boomed
Smokin' on dummy, should've had his tool
[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
I ain't gon' politickin'
Know Ion't entertain n*ggas
n*ggas be politickin' on the net, if you with it then pull up flames n*ggas
Said you with that, lil n*gga you lyin'
Talk on bro, that's when bullets start flyin'
DOA, that's your momma start cryin'
Always steppin', we pressure applyin'
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