PRESSURE - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hi, Kevin

I'm in, uh, a fucking- (Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)

Trench coat

Yeah, ayy, yeah

[Chorus]

Okay, under pressure momma, there go the kid (Ayy)

Nigga like me cannot fuck on no bitch (Ha-ha)

Black tint, black fit, shit

Rented cars, scammin', card flips (Yeah)

Kick a nigga ass, aw shit (Aw shit)

Bitches talkin' shit, nonsense

Fake shit all up in my conscience

Nigga stumble, crumble like a Ritz

[Verse 1]

Blade cut, slice your bitch hips (Ah)

Smoke a nigga like a fuckin' ash

Two twins, Mary-Kate, Ash (Yeah)

Two dicks up a bitch's ass

My dick, my Glock, girl (Uh)

That's what I mean by that (Yeah)

Give you diamonds, give you fuckin' pearls (What's up?)

Two steps and then we fuck and twirl

Swindle my fingers through your curls (Ah)

Baby girl, you my fuckin' world (Uh)

You could leave 'cause you comin' back

I don't need you, bitch, get back (Uh-huh)

Put the money in the duffle bag

Off-White, 'til it's off white (Yeah)

Need a cheese, let me take a bite (Uh)

Got the rocket, let me take flight

[Interlude]

If you do decide to leave, you will not be allowed access back on board and parachutes are not included

Ha-ha-ha

[Verse 2]

Fettuccine on my fucking plate (Ayy)

Gettin' money like Bill Gates (Yeah)

Bro caught a first soft mink (Yeah)

Mix the lean with the soft drink (Ah)

Gold chains, keep a heart link

Nigga what you talking? What you think? (Ayy)

Big bank take lil' bank (Yeah)

Drippin' like the Poland water spring

Diamonds ice cold, pinky ring (Bitch)

Niggas bitches use Maybelline

You a queen, bitch, I'ma king