Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pressure , by - Cee Kay. Release date: 28.03.2019
Song language: English
Pressure |
| Free Capo |
| Yeah |
| You know how we rockin', nigga (Gang shit) |
| OG Shit |
| Chase, you got one |
| Pull up, it’s DOA, I’ma shoot that lil' bitch in his face (Glah, glah) |
| Then I go MIA, I’m shootin' out to another state (I'm gone) |
| Then hit up Nobu, where you at? |
| Go get that dirty K (Go get it) |
| I just fucked around and sent me a nigga up to heaven gates (Ha) |
| My killers move in silence, they be with me every day (Every day) |
| Them hollows penetrate his body, watch me demonstrate (Demonstrate) |
| Pressure, whole lot of fuckin' pressure |
| Pressure, I’ma catch that bitch and stretch her (Pressure) |
| I be thinking evil, walking with the Devil (Pressure) |
| Know what’s up with me, yeah lil' bitch, it’s whatever (Pressure) |
| I go cold, I bet he coming out his sweater (Pressure) |
| Could of fucked his bitch but I ain’t never text her (Pressure) |
| She want me to wife her, I will never, ever (Pressure) |
| Scope her with the rifle, shoot that bitch a letter (Pressure) |
| Whole lot of guns, whole lot of steppers (Pressure) |
| Dare them try to run, I’ll fold them like a pretzel (Pressure) |
| It’s on my mind, I’m tryna kill you and your nigga and them |
| We stolo-riding with these two blackouts tryna get at them |
| Don’t get up in my way cause shit is gonna get ugly |
| I’ma shoot this bitch to kill, don’t care if we in public |
| Pull up, it’s DOA, I’ma shoot that lil' bitch in his face (Glah, glah) |
| Then I go MIA, I’m shootin' out to another state (I'm gone) |
| Then hit up Nobu, where you at? |
| Go get that dirty K (Go get it) |
| I just fucked around and sent me a nigga up to heaven gates (Ha) |
| My killers move in silence, they be with me every day (Every day) |
| Them hollows penetrate his body, watch me demonstrate (Demonstrate) |
| Pressure, whole lot of fuckin' pressure |
| Pressure, I’ma catch that bitch and stretch her (Pressure) |
| I’m bringing pressure with that 30, talking propane (Pressure) |
| Bust a nigga’s shit, I’m talking no names (Bitch) |
| Five deep up in the whip, we toting them four thangs (Five deep) |
| Fifty thousand in my pocket with not one change (Huh?) |
| Tryna bust a nigga head if he play one game (Boom-boom) |
| Nigga walked up out the building when the smoke came |
| When I walked up in this bitch, that’s when the show came |
| Tryna turn up with my whole gang |
| Rob a nigga like, fuck the promoter, I want the whole thing |
| Walk out the show, they know that we on it, I let this bitch bang |
| Like that 50, I spit flames, run with niggas, corrupted (Corrupted) |
| For a fact, been clutchin', Ddawg gon' bust it in public |
| I know them niggas ain’t thuggin', real quick, shit get ugly |
| Let 40 from out that Draco, forever he can’t say nothing (Gang) |
| Pull up, it’s DOA, I’ma shoot that lil' bitch in his face (Glah, glah) |
| Then I go MIA, I’m shootin' out to another state (I'm gone) |
| Then hit up Nobu, where you at? |
| Go get that dirty K (Go get it) |
| I just fucked around and sent me a nigga up to heaven gates (Ha) |
| My killers move in silence, they be with me every day (Every day) |
| Them hollows penetrate his body, watch me demonstrate (Demonstrate) |
| Pressure, whole lot of fuckin' pressure |
| Pressure, I’ma catch that bitch and stretch her (Pressure) |