[Verse 1]

Baby I’m still smokin pressure (​paymels got sauce on that shit)

Ya I’m still smokin pressure

I’m in Chrome Hearts, this ain’t Fear of God

Up dis Glock you can speak to god

Switching lanes I’m in this double R

YSL ya dis shit cost a lot

Get dis money ion speak a lot

Free my brother ya till he get out

Want the money ion need the clout

Shawty seen me she started freakin out

On that shit that these boys rap about

Keep my Glock ya fuck a pat down

Go to war ya I can’t back down

Scared of heights ya I can’t look down

[Verse 2]

I’m smoking on gas

If it’s smoke we can match up

Smoke this to my face ya

Keep this Glock on my waist ya

Sippin lean I pour a eight ya

Sippin lean I pour a eight ya

Smoking runtz by the eighth ya

I can feel the rain ya

Under pressurе I can’t break ya