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Pressure

 

Pressure


Uhh
Yeah

Esto no para, no para
It's the boss bitch, soy la fucking Mexicana
Got a couple bitches hating, they ain't saying nada
It's the champagne papa, I do what I wanna
Gotta do my thing 'cause these bitches hate
Bitches going broke with all the attention they been giving me
Anybody hating in my circle, I eliminate
Even when I miss, I'ma hit 'cause it ricochet
I been trying to keep it proper baby please don't push me
I don't fuck with hating bitches or no dudes that's pussy
Don't mistake kindness for weakness, you must've mistook me
This a professional flow, you a rookie, bitch

Pour it out, pour them feelings out
I got champagne stains on the ceiling now
All them bottled up emotions you been spilling out
I'm applying pressure, feel it now, bitch
Pour it out, pour them feelings out
I got champagne stains on the ceiling now
All them bottled up emotions you been spilling out
I'm applying pressure, feel it now, bitch

Get out your feelings with that pillow talking
How you talking mad shit, but stopping when I walk in?
You ain't working like I'm working, then don't count my pockets
You ain't earn it like I earn it, then get off the topic, bitch
I put a hollow in the warning shot
Trigger finger itching, I ain't fix it with no cortisol
Pussy boys gossip like some bitches 'cause I know they soft
Jealous friends envy, so at this point I'ma show it off, bitch
I hope you die when you see me winning
Acting like we really friends but the hate was hidden
Wishing you got what I got, I thought we was chilling
How you jealous of your friends, I wouldn't know the feeling, bitch

Pour it out, pour them feelings out
I got champagne stains on the ceiling now
All them bottled up emotions you been spilling out
I'm applying pressure, feel it now, bitch
Pour it out, pour them feelings out
I got champagne stains on the ceiling now
All them bottled up emotions you gon' spill it out
I'm applying pressure, feel it now, bitch

I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate
I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate
I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate
Anybody hating in my circle, I eliminate
I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate
Said I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate
I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate
Even when I miss, I'ma hit 'cause it ricochet, bitch

done

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