Drebae, Bodybangers, Lotus, Megan Thee Stallion - No Pressure lyrics

Drebae

When I come through, it's pressure
Got my foot up on they necks
Bitches think I work for Nike
'Cause, I'm all about the checks
You old news, antique
Serve hella looks, call me Mystique
I come through and I drop jaws
My diamonds shine, no flaws
When I come through, it's pressure
Got my foot up on they necks
Bitches think I work for Nike
'Cause, I'm all about the checks
You old news, antique
Serve hella looks, call me Mystique
I come through and I drop jaws
My diamonds shine, no flaws

I look likе heaven but bitch
I give thеse niggas hell
Only friend is Benjamin
I need the CashApp or the Zelle
Like a Zoom call, it's her face
Body shape like a vase drebae

When I come through, it's pressure
Got my foot up on they necks
Bitches think I work for Nike
'Cause, I'm all about the checks
You old news, antique
Serve hella looks, call me Mystique
I come through and I drop jaws
My diamonds shine

Pressure, pressure la la la la-li da
Pressure, I got m-, it's pressure I got m-
Pressure, pressure la la la la-li da
Pressure, I got m-, it's pressure I got m-

Murder everything, murder everything
They tried to act like they ain't know me
But they knew my name now everything I do
These bitches wanna do the same
These heffas copy me like Simon
They do what I say
I have yet to meet a challenge
I been chillin' in my palace
Sippin' Henny out a chalice
Knocking bitches off they balance
I'm the one like I've been chosen, Tina Snow
Neck frozen
Money long like califragilisticexpialidocious

When I come through, it's pressure
Got my foot up on they necks
Bitches think I work for Nike
'Cause, I'm all about the checks
You old news, antique
Serve hella looks, call me Mystique
I come through and I drop jaws
My diamonds shine, no flaws
When I come through, it's pressure
Got my foot up on they necks
Bitches think I work for Nike
'Cause, I'm all about the checks
You old news, antique
Serve hella looks, call me Mystique
I come through and I drop jaws
My diamonds shine

(No flaws) These niggas are accessories
Never been a necessity
A bad ass bitch, I got the sauce
They want the recipe fresh off the runway
Bitches know I've been a star (a star)
Dope like Pablo, that's an Esco bar
Hoe you insecure like Issa
I'm a work of art, Mona Lisa
My face so pretty, and so is my body
Your man got his eyes on me like Illuminati
Give a fuck 'bout how you feel
Ice me out in diamonds if
You want me to chill
He said: "What's your sign?"
I told that nigga: "Dollar Bill"

Pressure, pressure la la la la-li da
Pressure, I got m-, it's pressure I got m-
Pressure, pressure la la la la-li da
Pressure, I got m-, it's pressure I got m-

Pressure when I come through