City Pressure lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*tch, we really in the field, what the f*ck they talkin' ‘bout?
f*ck a diss, we send them shells, they ain't never poppin' out
Slide through his block, he ain't on sh*t, that lil' b*tch be hidin' out

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
If my demons call, I'm slidin', f*ck you mean?
Catch his ass, we up that blick, put that b*tch to sleep
He was talkin' all that sh*t, now his face up on a tee
n*ggas cappin' in they raps, they ain't never stepped to me
b*tch, we really droppin’ bodies, ain't no f*ckin' make-believe
Told my shorties, "Spin again," ain't no way he get a breeze
Told my plug, "I need them choppers," got a war up in the streets
Boy, you ain't no f*ckin' killer, you just tweetin’ on the feed

[Verse: Lil Durk]
We done flipped that n*gga's whip, had his mama screamin' loud
Ain't no passes when we slide, we ain't givin’ out no clout
Put his ass up in a wood, now my lungs filled up with loud
b*tch, I'm really from the trenches, why the f*ck you talkin' down?
Hundred rounds up in this Glock, let it rip, ain't no reload
If he lackin' with his b*tch, then his b*tch gon' catch some free smoke
I ain't never ducked no static, pus*y n*gga, what you mean?
Turn your block into a scene, ain't no actors, ain't no screen
b*tch, I'm ridin' with that drummy, got my finger on the beam
If they catch me with this b*tch, then it's murder first-degree
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
If my demons call, I'm slidin', f*ck you mean?
Catch his ass, we up that blick, put that b*tch to sleep
He was talkin' all that sh*t, now his face up on a tee
n*ggas cappin' in they raps, they ain't never stepped to me
b*tch, we really droppin’ bodies, ain't no f*ckin' make-believe
Told my shorties, "Spin again," ain't no way he get a breeze
Told my plug, "I need them choppers," got a war up in the streets
Boy, you ain't no f*ckin' killer, you just tweetin’ on the feed