APPLY THE PRESSURE lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah
Got the pressure, ayy
Woo
14
Got the pressure, ayy
Who apply the pressure, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Let me show you who apply the pressure, ayy
I count the money up n*gga that was no pressure, ayy
Yeah, money on the motherf*ckin' dresser, if you keep talking that sh*t pus*y you gon' get left on the stretcher, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy, ayy
Let me tell you who apply the pressure, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
pus*y do not play with me, ayy
Keep talking that sh*t I'ma stomp yo ass in the teeth, ayy
Your b*tch pus*y hella weak, ayy, damn
I f*cked that b*tch, uh, last week, ayy, ayy
Told that b*tch do not call my phone
Don't f*ck with the ho leave me alone
Tell them n*ggas leave me the f*ck alone
Got that motherf*ckin' blow with the scope
f*cked your b*tch up in the star
I count all the money lil' n*gga gotta ball, ayy
Hate when these pus*y n*ggas come to me and talk
Lotta you n*ggas flow is hella weak n*gga that sh*t off
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Let me show you who apply the pressure, ayy
I count the money up n*gga that was no pressure, ayy
Yeah, money on the motherf*ckin' dresser, if you keep talking that sh*t pus*y you gon' get left on the stretcher, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy, ayy
Let me tell you who apply the pressure, ayy, yeah

[Verse 2: TTO KT]
Ayy, me and Lil 14 applyin' pressure from Ohio to Atlanta
Birmingham to Canton, Neywork, okay, yeah
Pressure made diamonds and I'm shining check the clarity
Your b*tch wanna get the di*k but this is not no charity
b*tches, they be sharing me, cocaine in her nostril
I be wearing road kill, can't see an opposum
Feeling like Kobe when I be applying the pressure
I got the racks in my pocket, they makin' my pants a lil' heavy, huh, yeah
I'm entertaining the hood, just holler [?], huh, yeah
I'm in the Elm street in a nightmare, she callin' a n*gga young Freddy
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Let me show you who apply the pressure, ayy
I count the money up n*gga that was no pressure, ayy
Yeah, money on the motherf*ckin' dresser, if you keep talking that sh*t pus*y you gon' get left on the stretcher, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy, ayy
Let me tell you who apply the pressure, ayy, gang