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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Pressure Bleedas Diss Lyrics

Pressure (Bleedas Diss) Lyrics[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & YKWIHF Vea]
Let's go, nigga
Ayy
(Leor, light it up)
Mhm-mhm
Let's go
Fake ass gangster, got the whole world in my business
(Call that boy Duhvinci how he up it and just paint shit)
Ayy

[Pre-Chorus: YKWIHF Vea]
What they gon' do soon as that pressure on? (Soon as that pressure on)
Soon as you lack, then we attack, you know we steppin' on you (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Can't never lack, can't go for that, they plottin' on reppin' on me
No eye-for-eye, no tit-for-tat, I put them steppers on you (Let's go)

[Chorus: YKWIHF Vea]
You know we get money, yeah, lot of money, yeah
And you know them Vultures love bread, you drop, I'm gunnin', yeah
Go to put in all this work, you ain't got to check my street cred'
Nail that nigga to the cross, go to church if you scared

[Verse 1: YKWIHF Vea]
I stand on business, I get off first, that lil' bitch know I'm yeah
You in too deep, got to go to sleep with a chopper by your bed
I’m dreamin' 'bout them bloody scenes, can't get 'em out my head
You wanna see gangster some shit? Hop out on feet instead, yeah

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
"YoungBoy, YoungBoy", baby, whats your motherfuckin' problem?
I know that they ain’t raw, and I just wanna stop somethin', fuck 'em, pop 'em
Instagram with all that mouthin'
SRT, pull on side and off 'em
It's NBA , it's BBG, and can't forget to mention Vultures
Rrrrrrrr
I chase the car down
Bitch we say that he know just for a fact that he knocked one down
Leave blood out in the street, all on your tee, I hear that YoungBoy sound
Keep that pack, yeah I’m smoking thrax, it'll probably be your dog

[Pre-Chorus: YKWIHF Vea]
Ayy
What they gon' do soon as that pressure on? (Soon as that pressure on)
Soon as you lack, then we attack, you know we steppin' on you (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Can't never lack, can't go for that, they plottin' on reppin' on me
No eye-for-eye, no tit-for-tat, I put them steppers on you (Let's go)

[Chorus: YKWIHF Vea]
You know we get money, yeah, lot of money, yeah
And you know them Vultures love bread, you drop, I'm gunnin', yeah
Got to put in all this work, you ain't got to check my street cred'
Nail that nigga to the cross, go to church if you scared

[Verse 3: YKWIHF Vea]
Church if you scared, just don't know we shoot up that
Lil' bro, where that cutter at?
Swerve where they hustle at
Whoops, I meant to say, hang at
Your block, we leave stains at
Told you how they got at us, but ain't tell you how we came back
Blatt-blatt, who gettin' it first?
Blatt-blatt, he got it worse
It wasn't shit to get the drop, I fucked her good and bought a purse
My soldier sober when he do it, don't need no drugs, make sure you're merked
Lil bitch, don't play with me, we play for keeps, they know we put in work (Let's go)

[Chorus: YKWIHF Vea]
You know we get money, yeah, lot of money, yeah
And you know them Vultures love bread, you drop, I'm gunnin', yeah
Got to put in all this work, you ain't got to check my street cred'
We nailed that nigga to the cross, go to church if you scared (Blatt, blatt)

[Outro: YKWIHF Vea]
Lotta money, yeah
You drop and I'm gunnin', yeah
Check no street cred'
Go to church if you scared nigga yeah