Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pressure, artist - 21 Savage. Date of issue: 04.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pressure |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Triple R |
| Fuck you mean, you don’t know DJ Marc B? |
| Triple R |
| Yeah, yeah, I’m feelin' pressure |
| Like for real |
| Triple R |
| I’m feelin' pressure, lil' bitch talkin' crazy, want a dip, I’ma let ya' |
| Nigga ran off on me, know it’s OV when I catch you |
| Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can’t help him |
| Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher |
| Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser |
| I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper |
| I feel like Kurt Angle, I can’t leave without the medal |
| I can’t chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule |
| Workin' everyday, I swear I’m on another level |
| Triple R get hot, shit, get to close and I’ma melt ya |
| Niggas ain’t know shit, these niggas smaller than a pebble |
| I came off fu' shit, my pockets swoller than a wrestler |
| Told lil' bae she fuckin' with a king like she Coretta |
| I know nigga who play with them blood like they Griselda |
| Shawty seen my neck and lost her breath, need an inhaler |
| I might be trippin' but I ain’t slippin', I just know- |
| I’m feelin' pressure, lil' bitch talkin' crazy, want a dip, I’ma let ya' |
| Nigga ran off on me, know it’s OV when I catch you |
| Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can’t help him |
| Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher |
| Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser |
| I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper |
| I feel like Kurt Angle, I can’t leave without the medal |
| I can’t chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule |
| I ain’t chasin' none of you hoes, fuck all you niggas |
| You know how I’m comin', I’m silent like B’s, I hustle like Jigga |
| Slept in the banner with tears, roaches on the floor |
| Buzz in the bed, swear I was thuggin', it was near my pistol |
| Kick me out of school, I went to the hound way before the uniform change |
| First I was robbin', shootin' and graduatin', started robbin' dice game |
| Pull up in a skrr-skrr, let it squirt, squirt, 21 gang, gang |
| Whole crew rockin' Eliantte, nigga we the real chain gang |
| Still screamin' «Gang, gang» 'til they lock my niggas in the chain gang free |
| Fourth quarter, three seconds left, nigga you can put it all on me |
| How you let your problems build up, turn around and let 'em fall on me? |
| Takin' advantage 'cause I’m good hearted and you can call on me |
| I’m feelin' pressure lil' bitch talkin' crazy, want a dip, I’ma let ya' |
| Nigga ran off on me, know it’s OV when I catch you |
| Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can’t help him |
| Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher |
| Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser |
| I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper |
| I feel like Kurt Angle, I can’t leave without the medal |
| I can’t chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule |