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Pressure lyrics by YKNIECE

Intro: YKNIECE, Snoop Dogg, Michael Rapaport
This motherfucker don’t miss
No, he’s fuckin’ good (I can never miss)
That motherfucker don’t miss, man (And not at all)
He’s good
In the heat of battle, he don’t miss (What?)
In the heat of controversy, he don’t miss (He don’t)
Big YK, pussy, aha
Everybody keep talking ‘bout
„Ohh, what? What’s wrong YK?”
„Where she at? What she sayin’?”
„Oh this, oh that, she ain’t ready”
Man, fuck thatVerse:
Bitch, I’m pressure (What?)
All these hoes broke and they too extra
Only thing plastic is that card, he like it natural
This ain’t no BBL, you stiffer than a statue
I rock Saint Laurent, I ain’t the one, you hoes ain’t even havin’ it
(Not at all)
Yo baby daddy fuck me better
He gon’ put it in his face if I let him
I-I-I can’t fight ‘bout none of these niggas, but it’s whatever
Got a nigga down the road, I put this pussy in the letter
Moncler sweater, broke bitch, I can’t sweat her
Tryna’ stop my shine, lil’ bitch, I can’t let her
One place I ain’t never seen you hoes, at the bank, tell ‘em
I got money on my toes, french tip, ? tickle
Pocket watching bitches, they can’t fuck with me, they know that
Like, bitch, you mad you’ll never get your ho back
You fuck with mine, I send my best, I’m talking smack his brain
These hoes be lyin’ on big P, these hoes is lowercase
I’m tryna’ duck off with your main, I don’t do social dates
Can’t no nigga fly me out, ‘cause I got motion, bae
(I’m talkin’ ‘bout money)
I told him put it on his nose, eat that shit like cake
He think we fuckin’ but I’d rather fuck my rose
Bitch, I’m pressure (What?)
All these hoes broke and they too extra (They too extra)
(They mad)
Only thing plastic is that card, he like it natural (Talk that shit)
This ain’t no BBL, you stiffer than a statue (Mhm)
I rock Saint Laurent, I ain’t the one, you hoes ain’t even havin’ it
(Not at all)
Yo baby daddy fuck me better
He gon’ put it in his face if I let him (I’m talkin’ ‘bout in it)
I-I-I can’t fight ‘bout none of these niggas, but it’s whatever
Got a nigga down the road, I put this pussy in the letter, ahh
(Put it in his face, put it in his face, let’s ride)
(Put it in his face, let’s ride)