Pressure

[Intro] (It's Trax season, bruh) (Tre Trax, I think we got one) You don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure [Chorus] I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat) Ain't got a plate but he still gon' eat These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey Ain't goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me You know these bitches like to act like they bad but don't want no pressure And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit But don't want no pressure She don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure Yeah, they don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure Ayy, she don't want no [Verse 1] If a nigga do me wrong, I gotta take him up and through there Keep my niggas by the double Bitch, don't make me get a new pair Paid, poppin', pretty and I don't care You know they keep it light like you walking around on thin air You scared to take a step, but I made them bitches walk When I post up on the gram, I'ma make them bitches talk Am I fuckin' wit' yo nigga? I'ma make them biches stalk I got the game on lock but keep my niggas in a vault (Ah) So much swag, my boyfriend wanna be me I don't give side bitch, so his hoes can't see me Don't hide behind the scenes, make that nigga show you off 'Cause I'm winnin' over here, I paid the cost to be the boss Santana on the beat, got the whole club speechless Walk 'em like a dog but keep these niggas on they leashes Chocolate like a Reeses, I stay in my pieces I stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my features [Chorus] I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat) Ain't got a plate but he still gon' eat These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey Ain't goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me You know these bitches like to act like they bad But don't want no pressure And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit but don't want no pressure She don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure Yeah, they don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure Ayy, she don't want no [Verse 2] Pressure busts pipes, or creates diamonds I ain't duckin' from no action, bitch I ain't hidin' (Nah) Yeah, I'm outside and I'm with the shits Antagonizing hatin' hoes, gonna drop a diss, silly bitch My ass fat, you know, I'm the one, uno Pussy take that nigga mind to Mars, bitch, Bruno Bitches love to hate but in my presence givin' kudos You bitches be too weird and I ain't choppin' shit wit' you hoes Now check this, sick wrist, time froze He spend, his cheese, nachos Prolly 'nother reason why you mad, bitch (Mad) You know I hate a mad ho, I'm a glad bitch In my bag bitch Where your funds, where your whip? You flodgin' hard, you a trip I got your man, I ain't givin' him back And take your side nigga, too, that's what I call payback [Chorus] I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat) Ain't got a plate but he still gon' eat These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey Ain't goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me You know these bitches like to act like they bad But don't want no pressure And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit but don't want no pressure She don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure Yeah, they don't want no pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure Ayy, she don't want no [Outro] (It's Trax season, bruh)