Rich Homie Quan - Pressure lyrics

(G Beats, We run this)
(Teezyi on the beat, Dart Gang)

Pressure, extra, flex 'em
Put that lil' boy on the stretcher
Don't sneeze, nigga might bless you
I turned you up, you was broke when I met you
I forgot how much I made, most
Of my donuts be glazed
All of my diamonds be two letters
I'm all about you like that U letter
You would've fucked with the gang, bae
If you knew better i like them strips on my
Money, I don't know why
But I fell in love with that new cheddar
Every day I'm in thе bank, running it up
I just been trying to do better
Sloppy seconds all my еxes
You wanna fuck her
I wouldn't even touch her if you hit her
I do this shit for my dog
We not no new litter
All of my homies no new niggas

Some of my niggas got felonies, dangerous
We shot a whole hundred last night
Wilt Chamberlain
I got a double cup, this ain't no Jamison
How you not fuck me? You must
Think I'm lame or somethin'
I know some niggas who still
Tweak on angel dust
I spent two million six months, boy
Don't play with him
Huh, we used to trap out the way with them
He on the way with them
They said put family first
But we got put out and
Couldn't stay with them
I put that dick in they face with them
I have my way when I lay with them
They on they knees, I can't pray with them
Ayy, man, she said she see me in stadium
We came a long way from Raymond 'nem
I bust your noodle, your cranium
I diamond my pinky, my brain and them
(Ain't gon' lie, bro)
I keep my face off of these social
Sites 'cause shit could get risky
(Oh, I feel you)
Ride that lil' bitch like a motor bike
I started at ten speed
Uh, they could never change
My mind about you, they can't convince me
(Nobody)
I don't know nothing about it, but I do
Know that I might bust that lil' boy, bitch

Pressure, extra, flex 'em
Put that lil' boy on the stretcher
Don't sneeze, nigga might bless you
I turned you up, you was broke when I met you
I forgot how much I made, most
Of my donuts be glazed
All of my diamonds be two letters
I'm all about you like that U letter
You would've fucked with the gang, bae
If you knew better i like them strips on my
Money, I don't know why
But I fell in love with that new cheddar
Every day I'm in the bank, running it up
I just been trying to do better
Sloppy seconds all my exes
You wanna fuck her
I wouldn't even touch her if you hit her
I do this shit for my dog
We not no new litter
All of my homies no new niggas