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pressure - eastside juan, skilla baby & kerch dolla lyrics

[intro: kerch dolla]
(mia jay c)
dolla
dolla
what’s up, friend?
what’s up?

[verse 1: kerch dolla]
pressure (pressure), pressure (pressure), it bust pipes (yeah)
if you ain’t lost it all, then got it back, we ain’t alike (what else?)
i almost lost my life, they tried once, it won’t be twice (what else?)
don’t need to call my phone about sh*t but, “what’s the price?” (dolla)
i already got a script i picked, then i’ma stick to it
i get a load and bring it to your door so you can pick through it (so you can pick through it)
last time, i almost lost my mind, it was a big movement
i told cuz he should’ve took that time, now ain’t sh*t movin’
b*tch tryna stretch me (huh?), n*ggas pitch and catchin’ (huh?)
even big b*tches love me, but i ain’t tryna wrestle (keep goin’, dolla)
i’m just tryna be dolla, stack dollars, get extras (keep goin’, dolla)
tell a b*tch you love her once, then they all feel special (keep goin’)
i’m blankin’ out lately, i’m even losing track of time
i still want my money, though, i never lose track of mine
juvie went back, h*ll no, i ain’t goin’ back this time
i kiss her on her neck, then smack her ass, she know it’s ’bout that time (dolla)

[verse 2: sada baby]
see, i almost lost my life ’cause of some ice, huh, huh
couple n*ggas caught some bullets for that same jewelry
huh, then put his people in the blender, caught that same fury
huh, like a n*gga blocked his shot, we stripped him for that j, listen
i just beat my case, huh, my titi need some yay
i backed up in the wraith, b*tch, i’m actin’ like i ain’t
huh, ain’t never had no pape’, huh, ain’t never had no faith
but, b*tch, you know i did, i put it on him, got him scr*ped, huh
peep the yellow tape, huh, didn’t shoot that boy on tape, huh
we wasn’t at no green light, b*tch, i know how to play it, huh
i can’t never do no sh*t to jeopardize my mans
i know big cuddo ’bout to whip a brick, he sanitized his hands, listen
[verse 3: sk!lla baby]
young, but my money grown, but i’m still childish
sittin’ in my crib countin’ up a hundred thousand
carti, marni, h*llstar me, i don’t need no stylist
bro in the kitchen fightin’ girl, this b*tch like ronda rousey
i ain’t gon’ lie, i hate n*ggas, i’m kinda like a n*z*
white people ain’t do sh*t to me, they gave me a milli’
it’s always a black n*gga out here tryna k!ll me
ride with my ten milli’, it’ll drop a building
pressure, why these n*ggas always bein’ extra?
pressure, somebody go grab the diamond tester
pressure, seen an opp b*tch, i should’ve stretched her
pressure, i ain’t gotta impress her, i’m pressure

[verse 4: sk!lla baby, sada baby & kerch dolla]
pressure, pass me the compressor, that’s pressure
naw, this my last lil’ bit of pressure, ain’t no pressure
huh, yeah, she gon’ let me hit it, i just met her
huh, freak b*tch, her name hillary, just let me s*x her
huh, me and fear like two pirates, we sharin’ treasure
naw, i been out here movin’ p’s for my pleasure
peter piper picked a pack of p*ssy n*ggas to press on
naw, how much wood would a draco chuck if i pull up and stretch somethin’?
huh, sally sold seash*lls at the seashore, let me sell somethin’
i’ll play bb butcher and ss strawberry, b*tch, i ain’t never been scared of nothin’
i’ll play ss impala with the forgis with the wham in it
they don’t search bro at the bar, when he get in, slide the thing to me
[outro: kerch dolla & sk!lla baby]
pressure, pressure
so much pressure, pressure (yop)
pressure, pressure (yee)
it’s just so much pressure (huh? huh?)
hmm, pressure, pressure, huh
so much pressure, pressure
huh, pressure, pressure, huh
so much pressure, pressure

- eastside juan skilla baby kerch dolla lyrics

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