lil west – lil mo pressure lyrics
[chorus]
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, it’s lit (lit x8)
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, lit (lit x8)
lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, lit (lit x8)
[verse 1]
aye, sh-t, woah, i just hit a lick
i need that shaq at the free throw brick
i get my b-tt from my east coast b-tch, aye
she want that pradda, she want that donna
i just said f-ck it and bought her some diamonds
we walked out the crib she was lookin’ so shiny got so many b-tches that i’m frankie lymon
sippin’ so much that i thought i was dying and i roll with no one unless it’s my iron
i got my dough, i call it ‘bron
i got that water work like i was cryin’
this sh-t made different, got the game switchin’
got you lane shiftin’, i was raised different
this .44 got yo’ chain missin’, i’ll kurt cobain bang a n-gg-
i’m mud sippin’ like wayne n-gg-
sh-t i’m with a ‘hole ‘nother gang n-gg-
runnin’ ’round with that ‘thang on us, that’s the only time that i’ma pray for n-gg-s
head huntin’, trynna spray a n-gg-
lead pumpin’, trynna lay a n-gg-
got me flexed up, trynna rest up
i won’t mess up with that ‘thang n-gg-
trynna best up with that ‘thang n-gg-
i won’t rest up with that ‘thang n-gg-
[chorus]
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, it’s lit (lit x8)
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, lit (lit x8)
lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, lit (lit x8)
[verse 2]
same sh-t, this the b-ss here with the b-ss there
i’ma case it, ’cause i’m racin’ to a whole ‘nother f-ckin’ check
i got a whole ‘nother f-ckin’ strap, ’cause i need a whole ‘nother f-ckin’ rack
you might need a whole ‘nother f-ckin’ back, when i blow a hole through your f-ckin’ chest
this sound like hove when he at his best sh-t, i feel like hove when i’m with my b-tch
she from the code and she wanna sip, so i got a four trynna get her bent
aye, i serve the b-ss, jump out the face
talk to my n-gg- ’cause he got the race
i like to bake, i like to shake
i got that eather and i got that heater
b-tch don’t say i’m cheatin’ ’cause i’m gettin’ paid
married the money now you gotta leave
you want that water b-tch i got the seed
straight from the border ’cause los got the key
i go to florida then chill with nodachi then cook like hibachi then go to the beach
i go my hardest to get to the streets, they knew i was callin’ to get to the cheese
yeah i was callin’ to get to that cheese
sh-t i’m like a dolphin when i get the lick
[chorus]
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, it’s lit (lit x8)
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, lit (lit x8)
lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
i got b-ss and some drank in the crib
you know it’s lit, lit (lit x8)
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