Pressure

Lyrics

[Intro: Lando Bando] Yeah, man, I'm 'bout to take y'all to Brightmore to meet Project Money (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby) (It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga) [Verse: Project Money] I ride with big bank, SK, but he ride with Drake Apply pressure on these niggas' necks, I can't give 'em a break Hit my magic once, ayy, unc', how this shit taste? Know my work good, you can see that shit in his face My hoop dreams got shot through milk crates, but it's over now Blender work up like milkshakes, finesse the overs now My heart turned colder now, act like I don't know her know I had to be hot, nigga, you for me, but I'm sober now My artistic expression get showed in the kitchen Get creative, mix in the work, bitch, shit scientific Niggas better pay attention, I could put you in position Niggas show up late with that work, I'ma get him suspended I ain't gotta prove a point, lil' nigga, what's the point? Huh I sense my niggas with the rocks, I'm pushin' point, nigga (Ha, and you know that) Habitual chop' how these bullets like a bitch joints, nigga Only playin' I'ma do is with a blowhead Fifth court bound, don't bang nothin' but crack your forehead Don't never call another nigga trippin' 'bout what your ho did Get your ass zip-tied in plastic for the loaf of bread Bro tried to give me some pape', I want some dope instead I'm passin' out shells, bro bangin' turtle head I tap for this button one time, I leave a coupe dead Seent your lil' brother on them bike, knocked him off the pegs (Bitch) Tunechi out the way, gettin' a brick off Chick'll duck off and pop out then knock your shit off Thot band, still in fourth court gettin' them nicks off Don't get caught servin' that dick side, you will get picked off Who gon' shoot with me? She gon' sniff litter while it's dirty and stuffed kitty ARP got eighty on it, no new titty Ten milli' without the button on the back, it's still who pretty [?] Glock out the plastic, I ain't actin' brand new on shit My blick old, the only thing new is the bodies on this bitch Get us all rich, don't act rowdy with me in this bitch You can get two packs for the mello, thot still bangin' Nicks Dollar watch or liter down and bang the fifth Call Cute a garbage man, he still dump shit Headtap that forehead, just say we thump shit Call up Trunk, he never in the back, he in the front with it Please take me literal, gang, don't get physical Pushin' big blocks, you movin' minerals [?] all around his ear, somethin' to listen to Seein' me missin' a shot, know what a brick'll do Know what a 5M liquor do Have them niggas kill you with your kids, they won't cripple you Knock the feelings out your mouth like a dentist do I'ma fight, ride for my little brother like I'm Dennis, too Nigga