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Rich Homie Quan - Pressure Lyrics

Pressure Lyrics[Intro]
(G Beats)
(We run this)
(Teezyi on the beat)
(Dart Gang)

[Chorus]
Pressure, extra, flex 'em, put that lil' boy on the stretcher
Don't sneeze, nigga might bless you
I turned you up, you was broke when I met you
I forgot how much I made, most of my donuts be glazed, all of my diamonds be two letters
I'm all about you like that U letter
You would've fucked with the gang, bae, if you knew better
I like them strips on my money, I don't know why, but I fell in love with that new cheddar
Every day I'm in thе bank, running it up, I just been trying to do better
Sloppy seconds all my еxes, you wanna fuck her, I wouldn't even touch her if you hit her
I do this shit for my dog, we not no new litter, all of my homies no new niggas
[Verse]
Some of my niggas got felonies, dangerous
We shot a whole hundred last night, Wilt Chamberlain
I got a double cup, this ain't no Jamison
How you not fuck me? You must think I'm lame or somethin'
I know some niggas who still tweak on angel dust
I spent two million six months, boy, don't play with him
Huh, we used to trap out the way with them, he on the way with them
They said put family first, but we got put out and couldn't stay with them
I put that dick in they face with them
I have my way when I lay with them
They on they knees, I can't pray with them
Ayy, man, she said she see me in stadium
We came a long way from Raymond 'nem
I bust your noodle, your cranium
I diamond my pinky, my brain and them (Ain't gon' lie, bro)
I keep my face off of these social sites 'cause shit could get risky (Oh, I feel you)
Ride that lil' bitch like a motor bike, I started at ten speed
Uh, they could never change my mind about you, they can't convince me (Nobody)
I don't know nothing about it, but I do know that I might bust that lil' boy, bitch

[Chorus]
Pressure, extra, flex 'em, put that lil' boy on the stretcher
Don't sneeze, nigga might bless you
I turned you up, you was broke when I met you
I forgot how much I made, most of my donuts be glazed, all of my diamonds be two letters
I'm all about you like that U letter
You would've fucked with the gang, bae, if you knew better
I like them strips on my money, I don't know why, but I fell in love with that new cheddar
Every day I'm in the bank, running it up, I just been trying to do better
Sloppy seconds all my exes, you wanna fuck her, I wouldn't even touch her if you hit her
I do this shit for my dog, we not no new litter, all of my homies no new niggasYou might also like