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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Pressure Lyrics

Pressure Lyrics[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
That my lil nigga, he slide on anything, he pressure
He don't feel nothing, he'll test ya
He built different, he steal niggas
Back to back, we drill niggas
That my lil nigga, he slide on anything, he pressure

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
I ride for you, you ride for me (Yeah)
You ride for me, I ride for you
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I'll slide for you, you slide for me

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
I'm out the window, you drive the car (It got realer now)
You got two .40's, I got the pumps (Time to drill ‘em now)
Soon as we see 'em, we up and he slump (He so savage, nigga)
Fuck him, he dead, he shouldn’t of done what he done (Lil rapper, nigga)
4KTrey like YB, spare none, make it sloppy, nigga
Boy say he gon’ slide me
Must be scared, you ain't done it, nigga
Yeah my dawg, my dawg, I’m droppin' a bag if he call
A quarter million on yo' head a get you smashed in the mall (Told my dawg)

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
I ride for you, you ride for me (Yeah)
You ride for me, I ride for you
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I'll slide for you, you slide for me

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Who the fuck is this nigga that steady keep lookin'?
I swear if he play, we gon' buss it
My youngin' gon' stretch ‘em, won't be no discussion
We clear out the scene, it get ugly
Put that iron on that boy, in front of his yard
From bluffin', like he was gon' touch
Bitch, it's 4KTrey Murder, you know that we thuggin'
I'll put that bitch, I’m like fuck it
Fifty rounds on that Drac', when he come out the Yo'
We gon’ up with that bitch, then they bust his head (Ba-ba)
That rap nigga frighted, I know he scared (Bitch)
And that fed nigga died for the shit he said
But you know we slang iron and the way we play it
We gon’ hit him up outside of where he stay at
I got 30 on 5, watch out how I say it
Fifty shots in the Nine, it’s full of lead
We was slangin' that fuka, I seen it (Go)
This was back gap when they ain't sign me
Make a move with lil Ben on side me
Goin' hard with them hittas behind me
Shoutout Wooda, at the studio every week (Skrr)
Niggas bitches, I know that blind see
Niggas there shouldn’t of thought about tryin' me (Dead)
Twin caskets you niggas, that’s siamese
If he play with my money, that's overkill
I told Whop “Go to war with who over trill”
Bitch, I’m Big-38, I’ma keep it real
I meant 38-A.I., I keep a steel
I ain't cuttin' no corners, that’s what it is (Nah)
I ain't changin' my words, fuck how you feel
Young nigga, came up, I been had a mill'
You run up outta luck, bitch you outta here (Outta here)

[Outro: Boosie Badazz]
I ride for you, you ride for me (Yeah)
You ride for me, I ride for you
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me