PRESSURE

Run thru a check yea i'm all in yo town That shit on the floor yea its all on the ground Forever ima ball tryna stay in bound Back then I was lit still turnt right now I get that cake like I'm fucking on Betty She got that WAP ain't talking bout Fetty All on my line she say that she ready Put balls in her mouth like she eating spaghetti Fuck on a bitch ion lay up Even when I ball ion lay up Every time I fuck I slay ha Ima cum all on her make up Aye back to the streets i'm getting this gwaup Send her back to the streets you cuffing a thot Back to the streets I'm getting this gwaup Blicki on me got one in the car Blicki on me sticky on me everything on me yea yea My car got no key still on that hood shit trapping on E yea yea I make a play everyday of the week We not the same I don't pray on the weak He love talk I see why he cheap I'm on my eight tape and them niggas still sleep Pressure yea I'm pressure I might cop a Tesla All these hits I drop they can't take it like McGregor Bitches on my cock tryna fit up in my schedule Tell me what you want ima put that shit together Run thru a check yea i'm all in yo town That shit on the floor yea its all on the ground Forever ima ball tryna stay in bound Back then I was lit still turnt right now I get that cake like I'm fucking on Betty She got that WAP ain't talking bout Fetty All on my line she say that she ready Put balls in her mouth like she eating spaghetti Fuck on a bitch ion lay up Even when I ball ion lay up Every time I fuck I slay ha Ima cum all on her make up Aye back to the streets i'm getting this gwaup Send her back to the streets you cuffing a thot Back to the streets I'm getting this gwaup Blicki on me got one in the car Running this shit like leg day Feeling like Diddy yea I need a cheese cake Send her to the store yea I'm tryna eat straight Treat her like saiman says she do what ever we say I do not fuck with you niggas You niggas is talking like y'all really getting it Y'all like to cap a lot You niggas some bitches you made at yo bitch Cause she all up on my picture You can not cuff a thot She know the deal I give the pickle Give me heads and tails just like a nickel She spit on dick i'm hard as a missile Lil freaky lil bitch I will not kiss you Ion even know these folks Yea they show me love ye that shit fucked up Got niggas I know that be hating on the low Yea ion give a fuck ima run it up Run thru a check yea i'm all in yo town That shit on the floor yea its all on the ground Forever ima ball tryna stay in bound Back then I was lit still turnt right now I get that cake like I'm fucking on Betty She got that WAP ain't talking bout Fetty All on my line she say that she ready Put balls in her mouth like she eating spaghetti Fuck on a bitch ion lay up Even when I ball ion lay up Every time I fuck I slay ha Ima cum all on her make up Aye back to the streets i'm getting this gwaup Send her back to the streets you cuffing a thot Back to the streets I'm getting this gwaup Blicki on me got one in the car