Pressure

[Intro: Famous Dex]

(What, I really, I like this beat)

(I just really, I love this beat)

Uh woah

Uh Dexter

Oh man god damn

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]

I'm whippin' that bitch like I'm spanky

I'm in New York like a Yankee

All of my bitches they hate me

Most of my bitches they date me

I put them diamonds on my pinky

I put them diamonds on my chest

You run up on me get the vest

You run up on me get the TEC

Hell yeah, I die for respect

[Interlude 1: Famous Dex]

I really hate fuckin' clowns

I really don't even deal with them, you know what I'm sayin?

I got my homie Nato, Nato, Nato, yeah

He really gon' spray for you

Uh whoa, uh Nato, uh listen

[Verse 2: Lite Fortunato]

My spanish bitch bump Daddy Yankee

I used to go sleep with that blanky

He used to sleep with them hane's tees

Now we pull up in Givenchy

I don't even care what they call me

You could call me a Nato

I'm chillin' with my big bro Dexter

We are some professional flexers

You baby mother, bet I don't text her

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Look at my dresser man look at my clothes

And just look at my handle, I'm ballin' like Paul

And I'm shootin' on him and I'm dunkin' like Georgia State

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Dex from Chicago like Cubs, ah

Dex from Chicago like Sox, ah

I'm from New York, get it, go!

[Interlude 2: Lite Fortunato]

You feel me?

We in different brackets, y'all niggas wanna be ...

Where we speak, we speak from the heart, ya dig?

Uh Dexter, Uh Nato

Let's get it!