Robb Banks

Pressure
Who got that lean Who got that xan Who got that perc Who got that gas Who got that beam Right on the strap Who wanna aim Right at they back Who got all that Who in the trap Who these lil boys look at like the man Who can fuck you and go fuck your friend You fuck it up again, and again lil bitch Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga who apply the pressure 24/7 I'm head first fuck nigga it don't get no better I told yo bitch i want head first vibe ho please don't be bitter Boy all these niggas looking bitter i pull up and i apply the pressure I apply the pressure [Verse 1] Bitch I'm a beast, bitch I'm the goat Got a zero, seen the C-Note You not in my class, boy I'm self-taught Come to Fo Block, you getting dropped off (?) fucked these hoes like I'm in love SongtexteStill Klitschko, I can't hit without a glove Laugh when i shoot Hundreds they blew Late night with that drum like the mofuckin Roots And you know the phone Know Babybone Know Indigo You know Kie Mo You know Kiron You know Iceman You know Juiceman Free Bam till I'm gone And you know spread on em like baguette with the dough Run up you get stomped, take your ass back to (?) (Boy check ya pulse) I used to be standing on the streets with the nicks, slay a Princess off the armor Invested so much into Fanta, I fucked the Fantana bitch outta commercials Inside Sasuke, the outside Naruto, a nigga chakra flow Orochimaru Hiraikotsu with the karma Who the fuck want it with Madara, bitch Who got that lean Who got that xan Who got that perc Who got that gas Who got that beam Right on the strap Who wanna aim Right at they back Who got all that Who in the trap Who these lil boys look at like the man Who can fuck you and go fuck your friend You fuck it up again, and again lil bitch Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga who apply the pressure 24/7 I'm head first fuck nigga it don't get no better I told yo bitch i want head first vibe ho please don't be bitter Boy all these niggas looking bitter i pull up and i apply the pressure I apply the pressure [Verse 2] 2phoneshawty in the coup, coupe, coupe South Florida never lose lose lose lose (?) i can't let you through through through through Used to call Xavier Wulf Ethelwulf my nigga who who who who Stunt on that nigga, stunt on that nigga I thought that i told you we solid my nigga Savage Life, I for life it my nigga Went broke and switched, followed that light my nigga Ride on that nigga, ride on that nigga Your favorite rapper a fuckin lie my nigga Bitch im 100 shit percent (?) till the end of time ill go get my nigga You not the phone, you not the phone You a prank call fuck nigga got em Full time sippin but you drinking on the Watson Real life rat, we'll make you play possum And if I snap you disappear by tomorrow I hold it down thats the end of the story Tumblr the god and all of his glory I still walk up and get boo'd like muthafuckin Maury Fuck whatever they on, repeat they self when they talk Can't even convince yourself, bet god laughs at you often All these niggas just trying to get money when you catch em in person Ran up my sack for the purge Nigga come and get you some work [Hook] Who got that lean Who got that xan Who got that perc Who got that gas Who got that beam Right on the strap Who wanna aim Right at they back Who got all that Who in the trap Who these lil boys look at like the man Who can fuck you and go fuck your friend You fuck it up again, and again lil bitch [Bridge] Tell me who apply the pressure my nigga, who apply the pressure 24/7 I'm head first fuck nigga it don't get no better I told yo bitch I want head first, vibe ho please don't be bitter Boy all these niggas looking bitter, I pull up and I apply the pressure I apply the pressure Aus Songtexte Mania