Pressure

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Roddy Ricch - Rap, Hip-Hop

Pressure

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[Intro] (Mustard on the beat, ho) [Chorus] Get too much money, I ain't even try to take no advice I got some baguettes, you know I'm buried in the ice (The ice) I'm in an igloo and my bitch live in a glacier Came from the bottom, now I'm countin' up this paper (Ayy) I get my racks and I shut up I get get racks, get cheddar I'm pressure, she pressure Got a ticket in my dresser [Verse 1] Bitch, I came straight up out the pressure Nipsey Hussle, blue rag on my necklacе We mobbin' in the Tesla I'm a cеrtified Eliantte investor I promise I'm goin' in like the privates I'm boardin' in lot of out-of-town bitches, we knowin' they coordinates I was broke, now I'm twenty-two and I made Forbes again I been all about some racks, fuck a bitch, get some racks (Racks) [Chorus] Get too much money, I ain't even try to take no advice I got some baguettes, you know I'm buried in the ice (The ice) I'm in an igloo and my bitch live in a glacier Came from the bottom, now I'm countin' up this paper (Ayy) I get my racks and I shut up I get get racks, get cheddar I'm pressure, she pressure Got a ticket in my dresser [Verse 2] Ayy, you know a nigga been livin' life (Life) I been gettin' factory diamonds, tryna get the Jigga ice (Ice) We been on a different time I damn near don't wear Margiela, I got Louis V vanilla I got my bitch that came from the trap pushin' Porsche pedal V-12 engines got me kickin' a horse better You like the local bitches, I like the imported better I hang with killers, none of my nigga don't know no better Shorty, what you want? Your rent paid? And your bust down Rollie with a big face Wanna meet Rihanna? Get some Fenty? Can you climb up on my president-ayy (Ayy) [Chorus] Get too much money, I ain't even try to take no advice I got some baguettes, you know I'm buried in the ice (The ice) I'm in an igloo and my bitch live in a glacier Came from the bottom, now I'm countin' up this paper (Ayy) I get my racks and I shut up I get get racks, get cheddar I'm pressure, she pressure Got a ticket in my dresser

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Credits

Writers
  • Mustard
  • Roddy Ricch