Lyrics Pressure - Spitta, Boosie Badazz

Pressure

That my li nigga, he slide on anything, he pressure
He don’t feel nothing, he’ll test ya
He built different, he steal niggas
Back to back we drill niggas
That my lil nigga, he slide on anything, he pressure
I ride for you, you ride for me
You ride for me, I ride for you
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I’ll slide for you, you slide for me
— Boosie
I’m out the whip
You tried to caught me
(Got realer now)
You got your voice, I got the pump
(It got triller now)
Soon as we see him
We up and he slump
(So savage nigga)
Fuck him, he dead
Shouldn’t of done what he done
(Li rapper nigga)
4KTrey like YB
Spare none
(It get sloppy nigga)
Boy said he gonna slide me
Must be scared you ain’t done it nigga
Yea my dawg, my dawg
Im dropping a bag if he caught him
Quarter million on yo head get you smashed in the mall
(Told my dawg)
I ride for you, you ride for me
You ride for me, I ride for you
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I’ll slide for you, you slide for me
— NBA Youngboy
Who the fuck is this nigga?
Just steady keep lookin
I swear if we play we gon bust him
My youngin gon stretch
Won’t be no discussion
We clear out the scene it get ugly
Put that iron on that boy
In front of [?}
Like he was gon touch
Bitch it’s 4KTrey Murder
You know that we thuggin
(I'll put that bitch i’m like fuck it)
50 rounds on that drac
When he come out the
We gon up with that bitch
Then they bust his head
That rap nigga frighted
I know he scared and that fat nigga died for the shit he said
But you we slang iron and the way we play it
We hit him up outside where he stay
I got 30 on 5, watch out how i say it
59 shots and its full of led
We was slanging that fucka
I seen it, this was back gap when they ain’t sign me
Make a move with lil ben onside me
Going hard with them hittas behind me
Shoutout wooda, at the studio everyweek
Niggas bitches, i know that blind see
Niggas dashing ain’t thought bout trying me
you niggas didn’t sign me
If you play with my mind that’s overkill
I told whop go to war
Big 38, imma keep it real
Im big 38 A.I.
i keep it sealed
I ain’t cutting no corners thats what it is
I ain’t changing my words fuck how you feel
Young nigga came up and made half a mill
You run up outta luck, bitch you outta here
I ride for you, you ride for me
You ride for me, I ride for you
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I die for you, you die for me
I ride for you, you ride for me
I’ll slide for you, you slide for me