Songtexte PRESSURE - One Fame

Run thru a check yea i'm all in yo town
That shit on the floor yea its all on the ground
Forever ima ball tryna stay in bound
Back then I was lit still turnt right now
I get that cake like I'm fucking on Betty
She got that WAP ain't talking bout Fetty
All on my line she say that she ready
Put balls in her mouth like she eating spaghetti
Fuck on a bitch ion lay up
Even when I ball ion lay up
Every time I fuck I slay ha
Ima cum all on her make up
Aye back to the streets i'm getting this gwaup
Send her back to the streets you cuffing a thot
Back to the streets I'm getting this gwaup
Blicki on me got one in the car

Blicki on me sticky on me everything on me yea yea
My car got no key still on that hood shit trapping on E yea yea
I make a play everyday of the week
We not the same I don't pray on the weak
He love talk I see why he cheap
I'm on my eight tape and them niggas still sleep
Pressure yea I'm pressure I might cop a Tesla
All these hits I drop they can't take it like McGregor
Bitches on my cock tryna fit up in my schedule
Tell me what you want ima put that shit together

Run thru a check yea i'm all in yo town
That shit on the floor yea its all on the ground
Forever ima ball tryna stay in bound
Back then I was lit still turnt right now
I get that cake like I'm fucking on Betty
She got that WAP ain't talking bout Fetty
All on my line she say that she ready
Put balls in her mouth like she eating spaghetti
Fuck on a bitch ion lay up
Even when I ball ion lay up
Every time I fuck I slay ha
Ima cum all on her make up
Aye back to the streets i'm getting this gwaup
Send her back to the streets you cuffing a thot
Back to the streets I'm getting this gwaup
Blicki on me got one in the car

Running this shit like leg day
Feeling like Diddy yea I need a cheese cake
Send her to the store yea I'm tryna eat straight
Treat her like saiman says she do what ever we say
I do not fuck with you niggas
You niggas is talking like y'all really getting it
Y'all like to cap a lot
You niggas some bitches you made at yo bitch
Cause she all up on my picture
You can not cuff a thot
She know the deal I give the pickle
Give me heads and tails just like a nickel
She spit on dick i'm hard as a missile
Lil freaky lil bitch I will not kiss you
Ion even know these folks
Yea they show me love ye that shit fucked up
Got niggas I know that be hating on the low
Yea ion give a fuck ima run it up

Run thru a check yea i'm all in yo town
That shit on the floor yea its all on the ground
Forever ima ball tryna stay in bound
Back then I was lit still turnt right now
I get that cake like I'm fucking on Betty
She got that WAP ain't talking bout Fetty
All on my line she say that she ready
Put balls in her mouth like she eating spaghetti
Fuck on a bitch ion lay up
Even when I ball ion lay up
Every time I fuck I slay ha
Ima cum all on her make up
Aye back to the streets i'm getting this gwaup
Send her back to the streets you cuffing a thot
Back to the streets I'm getting this gwaup
Blicki on me got one in the car