Robb Bank$ - Pressure lyrics

Who got that lean who got that Xan
Who got that perc who got that gas
Who got that bean right on the strap
Who wanna aim right at they back
Who got all that who in the trap
Who these lil' boys look at like the man
Who can fuck you and go fuck your friend
You fuck it up again and again lil' bitch

Tell me who apply the pressure my
Nigga who apply the pressure 24
7 I'm head first fuck nigga
It don't get no better
I told yo bitch I want head first
Vibe ho please don't be bitter
Boy all these niggas looking bitter I pull
Up and I apply the pressure
I apply the pressure

Bitch I'm a beast, bitch I'm the goat
Got a zero, seen the C-Note


You not in my class, boy I'm self taught
Come to Fo Block, you getting dropped off
Young Femto fucked these hoes
Like I'm in love
Still Klit'schko, I can't hit without a glove
Laugh when I shoot hundreds they blew
Late night with that drum

Like the mofuckin Roots
And you know the phone know Babybone
Know Indigo you know Kie Mo
You know Kiron you know Iceman
You know Juiceman free Bam till I'm gone
And you know spread on em
Like baguette with the dough
Run up you get stomped
Take your ass back to the post

(Boy check ya pulse)
I used to be standing on
The streets with the nicks
Slay a Princess off the armor
Invested so much into Fanta
I fucked the Fantana bitch outta commercials
Inside Sasuke, the outside Naruto
A nigga chakra flow Orochimaru
Hiraikotsu with the karma
Who the fuck want it with Madara, bitch

Who got that lean who got that Xan
Who got that perc who got that gas
Who got that bean right on the strap
Who wanna aim right at they back
Who got all that who in the trap
Who these lil' boys look at like the man
Who can fuck you and go fuck your friend
You fuck it up again and again lil' bitch

Tell me who apply the pressure my
Nigga who apply the pressure 24
7 I'm head first fuck nigga
It don't get no better
I told yo bitch I want head
First dawg please don't be bitter
Boy all these niggas looking bitter I pull
Up and I apply the pressure
I apply the pressure

2phoneshawty in the coupe, coupe, coupe
South Florida never lose, lose, lose, lose
My face gated yours I can't
Let you through, through, through, through
Used to call Xavier Wulf Ethelwulf
My nigga, who, who, who, who?
Stunt on that nigga, stunt on that nigga
I thought that I told you we solid my nigga
Savage Life, I for life it my nigga

Went broke and switched
Followed that light my nigga
Ride on that nigga, ride on that nigga
Your favorite rapper a fuckin lie my nigga
Bitch, I'm 100 shit percent 'til the end
Of time I'll go get my nigga
You not the phone, you not the phone
You a prank call fuck nigga got em
Full time sipper but you
Drinking on the Watson

Real life rat, we'll make you play possum
And if I snap you disappear by tomorrow
I hold it down that's the end of the story
Told it to God in all of his glory
I still walk up and get
Boo'd like muthafuckin' Maury
Fuck whatever they on
Repeat they self when they talk
Can't even convince yourself
Bet God laughs at you often
All these niggas just trying to get money
When you catch 'em in person
Ran up my sack for the purge
Nigga come and get you some work

Who got that lean who got that Xan
Who got that perc who got that gas
Who got that bean right on the strap
Who wanna aim right at they back
Who got all that who in the trap
Who these lil' boys look at like the man
Who can fuck you and go fuck your friend
You fuck it up again and again lil' bitch

Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga
Who apply the pressure 24
7 I'm head first fuck nigga
It don't get no better
I told yo bitch I want head first
Vibe ho please don't be bitter
Boy all these niggas looking bitter
I pull up and I apply the
Pressure I apply the pressure