Pressure lyrics

[Chorus: Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy]
You know that's that pressure
When you make a n*gga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I be posted at your b*tch house
Your b*tch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now

[Verse 1: TK Kravitz]
I don't give a damn what a n*gga got to say
If he ever cross my path I'ma shoot him in his face
I came with the gorillas like this Planet of the Apes
And most of them n*ggas killers, they'll put you in your place
Just don't be stupid, 'cause I got the Uzi
The clip hold thirty shots and it shoot like a movie
n*ggas really tryna clone me, I feel like Gucci
Yeah, I'll set it off like Lil Boosie
Catch you leaving from your mama's way
I'll kill you in the driveway
Mom smoking like a fireplace
Went to school with a thirty-eight
If a n*gga want to rob today
Then a n*gga gon' die today
I ain't scared to catch a murder case
In the field, Trent Holliday
[Chorus: Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy]
You know that's that pressure
When you make a n*gga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I be posted at your b*tch house
Your b*tch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now

[Verse 2: OMB Peezy]
This that pressure, when you make a n*gga sit down
Murk you with this revolver, got like six rounds
You need to do better, you was hot but you ain't sh*t now
A n*gga checking me, man how that sh*t sound?
Get up on my level, all my n*ggas on that crazy sh*t
We run a check up, none of my dogs on that lazy sh*t
She thought she was gon' use me but I played the b*tch
I'm with her whenever I ride with that metal
Nobody can save you b*tch
Look, know a couple n*ggas'll ride for me
You ain't my dog, if I die you ain't gon' slide for me
Look, know a couple n*ggas'll ride for me
You ain't my people, if I die you ain't gon' ride for me
[Chorus: Sherwood Marty & OMB Peezy]
You know that's that pressure
When you make a n*gga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I be posted at your b*tch house
Your b*tch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now