Pressure lyrics

[Intro]
Don't know 'bout pressure, no (No)
You don't know 'bout pressure
You don't (No)
You don't know 'bout pressure, no
You don't know 'bout pressure, no (Okay, let's go)

[Chorus]
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mine
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mines
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind

[Verse 1]
Yeah, they told me the pressure made diamonds
So I got me some VVSs
Walk around with that bag, I'm feelin' like Santa, but b*tch, I ain't got no presents
I took a whole lotta Ls in my life
But I turned all them losses to lessons
Shawty say that she feelin' my vibe
And she wanna come sit in my section
Told that my b*tch I'm not f*ckin' wit' you
Sorry baby, I'm runnin' my bands up
I used to get Fs in the school but now it's a F for the Fendi that's holdin' my pants up
FN on me, turn his ass to a dancer
I'm F'd up off Wock', I mixed it with Fanta
Put 'em up, we armed, and my dawg got the hammer
If it's pressure, they pus*y like Hannah Montana
If it's pressure, then he foldin'
Smokin' 'za, lil' b*tch, I'm loaded
Brand new pint, we gon' po' it
Won't show that-, shh, but I might blow it
I can tell he a b*tch, I just know it
But someone realer, I don't know one
Whole team on my back, I feel like [?] back in '01
[Chorus]
Ayy, I swear that it's pressure 'bout mine
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mines
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind

[Verse 2]
When it come to pressure, I made it crack, cocaine
They can tell who he was, no name
You should stay over there, there's four lanes
Shooter stay in the M like [debay?]
I make a play, I hit a dance, I'm turnin' up like I'm Cam Payne
[?] my shooter, walk through like a campaign
b*tch, I'm chosen, I feel like I'm G.O.A.T. James
Sike, Mike is the G.O.A.T. (Yeah)
I'm in love with his b*tch, puttin' pipe in her throat
I know they think I'm just cappin', I pray that they play
I swear that I'm not finna go
I'm sippin' Wock', no drivin' a boat
We take a trip, gettin' high off the coast
If you walk up on me then I'm doin' the most
Ayy, we would've died if I was the host (For real)
Nah, you ain't finna slide me to walk that way
I really put beats on him like Dre
2023, I need to be [?]
.223s, they'll eat your face
Lil' b*tch, I'm a king like Stace-, -y (Yeah)
Can't name one person, say they play me
I stand on my money, I'm 8'3
I'm sippin' on muddy, I'm lazy
My pockets got fat, it ain't lasic
Yo' b*tch always hittin' my phone with the hate word
I ain't talkin' 'bout Kasey
Makin' plays, [?] out in KC
Muhammed insane, b*tch, I'm goin' crazy
They know I'm applyin' that pressure for real
That's why everybody hate me (On God)
[Chorus]
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mine
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind
I swear that it's pressure 'bout mines
I'm smokin' pressure, this stop me from stressin' my mind
Applyin' that pressure, I've been on my grind
Yeah, shawty so pressure, I hit from behind

[Post-Chorus]
Pressure, pressure
b*tch, I'm smokin' on gas, pressure
We gon' get on yo' ass, pressure

[Outro]
Huh
Ayy, for real, though, when that pressure come, I'm like ten thousand and tens, I don't ever fold
And I'm ten toes down
I'm like Mike, in the clutch, give me the ball
I don't feel pressure
Huh, but they do