[Chorus: Lil Squeaky]

Bitch, can you handle the pressure?

You cannot step on the stepper, steppers

Get off your ass, step on the grass

Don't be a pig like Peppa Pig

Beatin' cases like Kodak, 10 out of 10 you know that

If you don't have gas, I puff and I pass

Hard earned cash, I'ma blow that

Bitch, can you handle the pressure?

You cannot step on the stepper, steppers

Get off your ass, step on the grass

Don't be a pig like Peppa Pig

Beatin' cases like Kodak, 10 out of 10 you know that

If you don't have gas, I puff and I pass

Hard еarned cash, I'ma blow that

[Verse 1: Lil Squeaky]

I was made to be trеated like this

So don't get too mad if I come off as selfish

I'm gonna pass on the shellfish

Can't let my taste buds leave with a blemish

I got a girl, get speed dutch

And two groupies are fluent in Flemish

I wouldn't say I love all my imperfections

But I was built for perfection, get out of my section

Tell my lil' bitch she learnin' her lesson

Why is you stressin'? I prefer cellar without any dressin'

None of this shit is that new to me

Schoolin' these hoes like Udemy

I'm Kanye, poopity, scoopity

You're Mercury, and I'm Jupity

You need to calm your ass down

Go get a lil' bit of drink at the brewery

Give me a call when you're finally done

We're spittin' out all of that lunacy

I told that hoe give me all or nothin'

And when she did, it's too lousy

Settle down, settle down

If I gotta diss you, it's ending up brutally

[Chorus: Lil Squeaky]

Bitch, can you handle the pressure?

You cannot step on the stepper, steppers

Get off your ass, step on the grass

Don't be a pig like Peppa Pig

Beatin' cases like Kodak, 10 out of 10 you know that

If you don't have gas, I puff and I pass

Hard earned cash, I'ma blow that

Bitch, can you handle the pressure?

You cannot step on the stepper, steppers

Get off your ass, step on the grass

Don't be a pig like Peppa Pig

Beatin' cases like Kodak, 10 out of 10 you know that

If you don't have gas, I puff and I pass

Hard earned cash, I'ma blow that

[Verse 2: beetlebat]

They be like “where the album at”

I wanna work but my mind want none of that

Wanna comeback with a bang but I’m a loose cannon

Wish it was a fictional but it’s sure ain’t canon

The studio getting cold, need to heat it up

This track looking bold, gotta eat it up

Got something to say, gonna beat ya up

There’s a price to pay, I’mma seat ya up

I know what I do, it might confuse you

Some say I grew, but others will just boo

I’m having fun, that’s the only thing that matters

People are done, hoping that my career shatters

Woah, I just keep switching my flow

Why do I do what I do I don’t know

It’s probably something that I should go fix

But I’m just showing off you lot a few tricks

Might be under pressure if I’m being honest

I just keep stalling and can’t keep a promise

Force myself to do what my heart desires

But I hit a speed bump need to change the tires

Now I’m back on the road, I’m heading for the finish

When I’m in the mode, I make the competition diminish

I see the black and white, all the hard work has paid off

I’m running with all my might, there’s no days laid off

[Chorus: Lil Squeaky]

Bitch, can you handle the pressure?

You cannot step on the stepper, steppers

Get off your ass, step on the grass

Don't be a pig like Peppa Pig

Beatin' cases like Kodak, 10 out of 10 you know that

If you don't have gas, I puff and I pass

Hard earned cash, I'ma blow that

Bitch, can you handle the pressure?

You cannot step on the stepper, steppers

Get off your ass, step on the grass

Don't be a pig like Peppa Pig

Beatin' cases like Kodak, 10 out of 10 you know that

If you don't have gas, I puff and I pass

Hard earned cash, I'ma blow that