Pressured Up lyrics

[Hook: Bino Rideaux]

Know I'm playin' with them digits, I'm flexing up
pus*y n*ggas be pressured up
Don't give a damn about them b*tches, they still will f*ck
My mama said keep smoking but baby put down the cup
And shout out all my n*ggas that's stacking, giving it up
And watch out all these b*tches be pregnant and settin' up
And I can't fall victim to weapons, I keep it tuck
And I can't hold my n*ggas they extra and love to bust

[Verse 1: Bino Rideaux]

Resource on the beat
We can't wear no chokers my n*ggas straight out the streets
I can call her over make my gang something to eat
My brother just caught a body they gon' put him on a t-shirt
Call me when you need work
Walk around in thousand dollar shoes make your feet hurt
Ima try and eat but I'm a try to feed my team first
I want me a b*tch a lot of b*tches wanna be her
Told her bae I'm f*cked up, I'm a f*ck and I'm a leave her
And I ain't sorry met lil' baddie at the party
I do drugs and I f*ck b*tches, I'm a artist
Hit the pedal in the coupe and go retarded
Money love to call it
[Hook: Bino Rideaux]

Know I'm playin' with them digits, I'm flexing up
pus*y n*ggas be pressured up
Don't give a damn about them b*tches, they still will f*ck
My mama said keep smoking but baby put down the cup
And shout out all my n*ggas that's stacking, giving it up
And watch out all these b*tches be pregnant and settin' up
And I can't fall victim to weapons, I keep it tuck
And I can't hold my n*ggas they extra and love to bust


[Verse 2: Bino Rideaux]

That's just what it is, (ooohhh)
They gon' let it go straight off the rip, (ooohhh)
I'm like that cause' I grew up with the killers and the pimps
Only thing my daddy told me keep a blower on my hip
And I still got some plans with lil' baby, she on the list
And I'm still making money ain't making money from this
And I still bring a pound in the Uber and in the Lyft
And I still keep a Roley with diamonds up on my wrist
40 keep poppin' sh*t
f*ck is you sayin', f*cking that b*tch off a Xan
I'm a wake up and I'm f*ck yo b*tch again
I been driving with my pistol in my hand
Cause' n*ggas out here ain't playin', (Yea)
[Hook: Bino Rideaux]

Know I'm playin' with them digits, I'm flexing up
pus*y n*ggas be pressured up
Don't give a damn about them b*tches, they still will f*ck
My mama said keep smoking but baby put down the cup
And shout out all my n*ggas that's stacking, giving it up
And watch out all these b*tches be pregnant and settin' up
And I can't fall victim to weapons, I keep it tuck
And I can't hold my n*ggas they extra and love to bust