Pressure Lyrics

(Uh-huh)

(Benji, ha)

(Brrrr)

(Came to give the hoes plenty)

Pressure, that's what I am, li'l bitch, I'm busting up your pipes

It is what it is, and bitch, you're mad you ain't the hype

If pressure makes diamonds, then you know I am the type

I got these bitches tight

I tell 'em that I'm

Pressure, that's what I am, li'l bitch, I'm busting up your pipes

It is what it is, and bitch, you're mad you ain't the hype

If pressure makes diamonds, then you know I am the type

I got these bitches tight

I tell 'em that I'm pressure

You know I whip it up in the kitchen

I don't sweat; I shine glisten

All the time that I've been missing

Back to the mission

Been a good while since I've been mentioned

Back to stacking my dishes

Can't turn a hoe into a housewife, but these hoes will not listen

Step back

Get into the back

Of the Lac

Been a good while since the eturn of the mack

I like all the cheese mixed in my mac

Let me go open Abelton on my Mac

Only Gen Z I know is a generous nap

Bend back, not pliable, 'cause I snap

Let me go turn ghost mode off on my snap

Pull up where the money reside on the map

You can call me Solid Snake 'cause you see how I camouflage it

And if I start an onlyfans, I know bitches gonna watch it

Yeah, these bitches hate me 'cause they're mad I make deposits

Looking from right to left to right 'cause dust all in their wallet

I ride it like this

I ride it like that

Taking him from that bitch

But the bitch don't know that I've been in his bag

'Cause every band she get

You know Ben already had

That's the same hoe rocking my hand me downs; they're the same shorts on my ass

The fuck

That's what I am, li'l bitch, I'm busting up your pipes

It is what it is, and bitch, you're mad you ain't the hype

If pressure makes diamonds, then you know I am the type

I got these bitches tight

I tell 'em that I'm

Pressure, that's what I am, li'l bitch, I'm busting up your pipes

It is what it is, and bitch, you're mad you ain't the hype

If pressure makes diamonds, then you know I am the type

I got these bitches tight

I tell 'em

Even the firefighters can't put this out

Moved from the west now I'm back I'm south

Bitches steady coming for me with a dick in their mouth

And that dick is mine getting wetter than droughts

Check the email for the confirmation

I'm tryna go on and secure the payment

Is the money long? That's the stipulation

These hoes broke in a situation

If he don't have the right amount of zeroes, he ain't get the location

These bitches stay rapping like a cardboard box, saying that they're gonna make it

And if he does, he thinks that he can pump me up full of babies

How you're gonna rap off beat, but you can wrap it up that's a bit outrageous

I'm that bitch, I suppose

And if you ain't doing enough well, then I'm doing the most

And to them bitches talking shit, fucking from pillow to post

And they're mad they can't get in 'cause, li'l bitch, I've been the host

I say strike a pose

Motherfucker I ain't got time for hoes

'Cause I gotta go

Tell a motherfucker it's my time to blow

'Bout an hour ago

Bitch, I'm the goals

Motherfucking right I'm topical

Tell a bitch I'm hot I'm tropical

Time to tear open the envelope

Make everybody cry 'cause I'm the goat

Pressure, that's what I am, li'l bitch, I'm busting up your pipes

It is what it is, and bitch, you're mad you ain't the hype

If pressure makes diamonds, then you know I am the type

I got these bitches tight

I tell 'em that I'm

Pressure, that's what I am, li'l bitch, I'm busting up your pipes

It is what it is, and bitch, you're mad you ain't the hype

If pressure makes diamonds, then you know I am the type

I got these bitches tight

I tell 'em that I'm pressure

(Rrrrrrrrah)