Lyrics Apply Pressure - Papoose

Hand me that Don P
Gem Crates, what up
Okay
The most consistent
Uh
Yo

I apply pressure with rhyme lectures and wise gestures
(?) sweater, the fly dresser would low (?)
Telling you to shut up, it′s my pleasure
If you need somebody to talk to, you should try Alexa
I dig deep and find treasures
I'm releasing jewels, eat your food and digest a
Don′t need no scale to weigh my work, my wise eyes measure
The gun bang in your face like Clyde "Thе Glide" Drexler
Don't need nobody to tеll me, I know that I'm better
You could never guess me like one of them guys who drive Teslas
I′m from Medina but they respect me inside of Mecca
The fans love me from Tribeca to Rochester
I′ll have you dialing 911, I'll Wy Clef ya
Try to lay on me, tell them guys never
You need something to lay on, okay, that′s fine, fella
When the paramedics pull up, they gon' provide stretchers
Wise finesser, live professor, my agenda
Is five percenter, I birth you rappers, that′s my percenta
They question me, I do not remember, the Glock'll injure
Your top contender, the cops pretenders, do not surrender
You fat niggas get shot easy, can′t hide nigga
When y'all pull it, I dodge bullets, my socks slender