Apply Pressure

Lyrics
[Chorus] I'm shootin' my shot again, applyin' pressure He tryna lock you down, but don't let him Mami, tell me how I put it down, ain't no better This love, it'll knock you down, it don't let up Who in the room? Who in the (Uh-uh)? It don't measure Holla at you, excuse 'em, but don't bless 'em Comin' soon, me and you, apply pressure Tell your crew that's it's true, and don't stress us [Verse 1] Ooh, you run away Oh, don't walk away You're tellin' me to go, I need me to stay I got in on your mind, seen it on your face I'm crashin' from behind, I don't need no brakes It's all ours in your dark thoughts, hit my line It's off course, bring it back, baby, and rewind Is you lost or can we talk more? Hit my line (Uh) [Pre-Chorus] I ain't pointin' blames, but that body wrong Fuckin' up my brain, girl, you turn me on I, I, I saw you two times, I'm your loop now, rеplay it I don't mean to make you stay herе, but before you go 'Fore you go [Chorus] I'm shootin' my shot again, applyin' pressure He tryna lock you down, but don't let him Mami, tell me how I put it down, ain't no better This love, it'll knock you down, it don't let up Who in the room? Who in the (Uh-uh)? It don't measure Holla at you, excuse 'em, but don't bless 'em Comin' soon, me and you, apply pressure Tell your crew that's it's true, and don't stress us [Verse 2] And if I'm listenin' to my ego We could've left alone, never worry 'bout anywhere we go (Ayy) You gave me a winding road, you keep my wheels turnin' (Turnin') You gave me my starry rose, stay until the mornin', ooh [Pre-Chorus] I ain't pointin' blames, but that body wrong Fuckin' up my brain, girl, you turn me on I, I, I saw you two times, I'm your loop now, replay it I don't mean to make you stay here, but before you go 'Fore you go [Chorus] I'm shootin' my shot again, applyin' pressure He tryna lock you down, but don't let him Mami, tell me how I put it down, ain't no better This love, it'll knock you down, it don't let up Who in the room? Who in the (Uh-uh)? It don't measure Holla at you, excuse 'em, but don't bless 'em Comin' soon, me and you, apply pressure Tell your crew that's it's true, and don't stress us [Outro] I'ma apply pressure
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Credits
- Writers
- Lucky Daye
- Dustin “Dab” Bowie
- Mike Hunnid
- Sam Homaee
- Jon Wienner