Pressure Bust Pipes Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
They must be beefing with clouds (Erico G on the beat no repeat)
Don't pop out that fye to shoot the sky, you must be beefing with clouds...
Don't pop out that fye to shoot the sky (shoot the sky)
Me, my guys gon' hunt them down, cause them boys love hiding
On the net gangster, but in person pussy... tell em to decide
Think before you speak, say something wrong and you get fame bout it
Open up my trunk.. it's filled with guns, narcotics (guns, narcotics)
That pressure bust pipes, you better stay inside (stay inside)
Get this money but I'm not 'lluminati (I'm not 'lluminati)
Pushing weight in this foreign, but I don't exercise (exercise)
Green dubs look like Yoda (Yoda)
Shoot this bitch up, KD in Oklahoma
Step up out the crib on point, like military soldiers
She keep on sucking once I cum, I could feel it in my bones yeah
(Feel it in my bones yeah)
Never beef about no dumb shit...
If it ain't got nothing to do with my fam, I ain't getting involved
Go to the gun store, buy a revolver.. Use it bout all of the ones that I love
I'm tryna stack up my money I want it to be as tall as mount Kilimanjaro
Just trust, watch, Ima do it.. I'm getting rich without getting a job
They way in the back, I'm in the front like Rosa
Forgot my strap in the whip, but I still beat ass up with a crowbar
Scary ass niggas, shoulda been born October (scary ahh)
You hanging with a rat, now you the one getting told on.. (getting told on)
Don't pop out that fye to shoot the sky (shoot the sky)
Me, my guys gon' hunt them down, cause them boys love hiding
On the net gangster, but in person pussy.. tell em to decide
Think before you speak, say something wrong and you get fame bout it
Open up my trunk.. it's filled with guns, narcotics (guns, narcotics)
That pressure bust pipes, you better stay inside (stay inside)
Get this money but I'm not 'lluminati ( I'm not 'lluminati)
Pushing weight in this foreign, but I don't exercise (exercise)
They love shooting up in the air, they must be beefing with clouds
Once that smoke get lit, there ain't no checking out
556 and 308s, go thru yo whip, my target hard to miss (hard to miss)
I'm so consistent when I'm getting money, ain't shit fucking up my algorithm
Repeat the same routine everyday, call it discipline
I'm tryna take a trip way to Greece, but I'm not a barbarian
Me, my dawgs tight as hell like Ferb and Phineas
You broke still laying down on that bed, you can't be serious
On Sundays (on the weekends)
I grind like it's a weekday
Wassap bae (wassap bae)
Shawty know I been thuggin' yeah since MySpace (since myspace)
Double cup full of purple, look like Barney
These opps gon' make me raise the crime rate
Don't pop out that fye to shoot the sky (shoot the sky)
Me, my guys gon' hunt them down, cause them boys love hiding
On the net gangster, but in person pussy... tell em to decide
Think before you speak, say something wrong and you get fame bout it
Open up my trunk.. it's filled with guns, narcotics (guns, narcotics)
That pressure bust pipes, you better stay inside (stay inside)
Get this money but I'm not 'lluminati (I'm not 'lluminati)
Pushing weight in this foreign, but I don't exercise (exercise)