More Pressure lyrics

[Intro]

(Dylvinci got the code) (I’d really like to use cash)

[Chorus]

You lying to me i can't cap you damn
More pressure on me
And more pressure for him
Im a big OG i can't do it like them
I move with the heat yeah i move with the lamb
Ima big OD if you talking to me
She not really smart but i know she a geek
And the way she move gotta n*gga weak
Damn i need a cup of that lean
[?] in the Fanta put tris in the pink
And they got me lit like a party
Girl im up all night n*ggas think im Carti
I ain’t answer the phone lil b*tch im sorry
I was late to this sh*t man im tardy
I ain’t bringing that pack tomorrow

[Verse 1]

sh*t a n*gga couldn’t do it like this
Hate on the gang so he had to diss
More silence on me i won't tell him sh*t
Ill flex on a n*gga just turn on my wrist
She dont like him she gone give me a kiss
And She wanna come to the pack
I left him behind when that boy was a lag
Ill hop in my cause car that sh*t will go fast
I just flew by left that boy in the past
This stick in my ride ima Let that hoe blast
I dont want you round man that boy was a gag
And im looking down like that n*gga was dead
I put out my spliff said that sh*t on the dash
[Chorus]

(What?)

You lying to me i can't cap you damn
More pressure on me
And more pressure for him
Im a big OG i can't do it like them
I move with the heat yeah i move with the lamb
Ima big OD if you talking to me
She not really smart but i know she a geek
And the way she move gotta n*gga weak
Damn i need a cup of that lean
[?] in the Fanta put tris in the pink
And they got me lit like a party
Girl im up all night n*ggas think im Carti
I ain’t answer the phone lil b*tch im sorry
I was late to this sh*t man im tardy
I ain’t bringing that pack tomorrow