Pressure lyrics

(Ghost where are we)

[Chorus: 777VILLAIN]
Yea this pistol pack-a-punch
I up the Glock and Mike Tyson him
VV' on my wrist with all this drip could fight Poseidon (huh)
I f*cked the b*tch and dipped cause she is don't get me excited
I can tell he pus*y (huh)
You don't gotta hide it
All my n*ggas sliding bout the violence
I'm speeding down the freeway I went 50 in that v8 with no license
We know you ain't bout it just be quiet

[Verse: FalseCris]
(huh)
Talk behind a screen lil boy you better go stay quiet
G63 go fast swerve to lanes you know it flying
Talk behind my back , smoke an opp , yea we rolling pack
All thesе labels blind signing rappers , yea thеy really trash
ARP it flick , with that flash , that lil boy he blind
Just stay out the way , out the mix , dont get out of line
Yea we toting sticks (huh)
Yea we toting glicks (huh)
All my shooters steppin
(huh , huh)
You ain't with that pressure
[Verse: 777VILLAIN & FalseCris]
And with that pressure Choppa flip a n*gga back
All this bag chasing , pour some Wockhardt and relax
Different color bills stuff it in my louie bag
These b*tches see the money now they started coming back
That b*tch see the rack and she double back ass fat
Got a bubble back took a bubble bath with that sl*t
I get cheese , I can spend some racks on that sl*t
New AMG feed you dust
Your b*tch eats me dawn to dust
That hoe she a groupie take her back and we go film a movie
Why you trippin bro ?
I don't want the (huh) she got cooties
That lil hoe she moody (huh)
With a big ol booty
(huh , huh , huh)
You ain't with that pressure

And with that pressure Choppa flip a n*gga back
All this bag chasing , pour some Wockhardt and relax
Different color bills stuff it in my Louie bag
These b*tches see the money now they started coming back