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jtć mariø - no pressure lyrics

(intro)
aye, let that sh+t ride tav’

(chorus: jtć mariø)
it is no pressure
i do not listen to lectures
i had to change for the better
the gang will leave you on a stretcher
she’ll suck on that d+ck if you let her
post on the porch with berettas
dripping in brand new margielas
f+ck on her friend, i won’t tell her
can’t waste time, smoking my blunt, i recline
b+tches be getting declined
she suck my d+ck while i was driving, it was hard for me to drive
i’m about to pour up a line, that b+tch got a lot of mileage but she still living fine
(verse 1: jtć mariø)
please don’t remind me
i put the bullsh+t behind me
n+ggas ain’t wanted to sign me
looking for me , come and find me
shaking that ass just like diamond
i’ma take off to the islands
never stop me when i’m grinding
eat on this d+ck like she dining
i be so fly like a pilot
i’ma go head to the bank
i cut up the beat like a cake
we f+cking, we don’t need to date
she wanna leave just like a rake
hit the ruth chris for a steak
jtc getting you baked
and she gone stay wet like a lake

(chorus: jtć mariø)
it is no pressure
i do not listen to lectures
i had to change for the better
the gang will leave you on a stretcher
she’ll suck on that d+ck if you let her
post on the porch with berettas
dripping in brand new margielas
f+ck on her friend, i won’t tell her
can’t waste time, smoking my blunt, i recline
b+tches be getting declined
she suck my d+ck while i was driving, it was hard for me to drive
i’m about to pour up a line, that b+tch got a lot of mileage but she still living fine
(verse 2: blakeboy)
that b+tch bad, got my n+ggas countin’ up bags
yeah, that b+tch got a fat ass, these brand new, still got the tags
mario, these b+tches don’t feel me, i’m tryna make sure that they hear me
f+ck them f+ck n+ggas in my city
my whole gang, these n+ggas all with me
don’t say sh+t ’bout me and my n+ggas
back when i was little, got caught in the system
jhit done punished one of y’all n+ggas
why would a f+ck n+gga worry about a n+gga?
some of y’all n+ggas need to mind y’all business
y’all don’t run sh+t up in my city
n+gga shot but he ain’t hit me, pray to god that he ain’t me
come at night time , when they shocked , they try to break us all apart
but you know i’m in the six so when i step, you know i march
tryna go hop out on a dumb n+gga
pull up , let shots off on two n+ggas
young n+gga been talking that sh+t , we run up on him , let that tool hit his sh+t (on gang, gang, f+ck n+gga)

- jtc mario lyrics

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