ny vitø - pressure lyrics
intro: man you know how this sh-t go vitø sh-t vienchy sh-t 2018 was just the beginning 2019 gon be our year for real n-ggas just been stacking up this paper cashing out occasionally you know the vibes man i’m done with this sh-t tho let me get into this oh yea i just sent ya b-tch some unreleased sh-t too now she tryna have my baby you better put a leash on her no cap
hook: getting money and f-cking b-tches my lifestyle i put that beam on ya nose bet ya -ss pipe down (pipe down b-tch) we sn-tched ya chain at my chain yea you ain’t bout nun (p-ssy boy) and if you want smoke with me then come and blow sum (shoot sum b-tch)
verse 1: we racing foreign whips i ain’t talking bout nascar in the kitchen whipping white girl ima trapstar smith and wesson with a laser ima hit sum but if i miss any shots you better thank god big body range 200 on the dashboard but i can switch to the porsche faster than track stars count up 200 thousand and get my gang fly could’ve bought my b-tch a -ss but she been caked out
hook: getting money and f-cking b-tches my lifestyle i put that beam on ya nose bet ya -ss pipe down (pipe down b-tch) we sn-tched ya chain at my chain yea you ain’t bout nun (p-ssy boy) and if you want smoke with me then come and blow sum (shoot sum b-tch)
verse 2: i snuck my 40 in this b-tch i see the opps and ima air it out screaming f-ck the feds catch a body and im flying out so n-gga tell me what you wanna do have my vitø’s knocking at door like jehovah do contraband in this gucci bag but they calling it a man purse all i know is money buy my mom a house and tell her she the land lord after that im flooding up my wrist so you know i ice my b-tch if im shining then she shining b-tch i really do this sh-t b-tch im really with the sh-t shoot you all up in ya sh-t brains splattered looking he never learned sh-t coroners pick never a leave a clue so they never know sh-t they won’t ever know b-tch
hook: getting money and f-cking b-tches my lifestyle i put that beam on ya nose bet ya -ss pipe down (pipe down b-tch) we sn-tched ya chain at my chain yea you ain’t bout nun (p-ssy boy) and if you want smoke with me then come and blow sum (shoot sum b-tch)
outro: yea b-tch -ss n-ggas always talking on facebook and sh-t im posted up right now spin the block i dare you b-tch -ss boy get ya money fore you speak on my name you ain’t in the field for real ya gang ain’t doing drills for real shout like i said tell me what you wanna do and we can make it happen lil n-gga on my soul shout out my vitø’s man dre vitø kay vitø vante vitø all my other vitø’s them my guys that’s my family for real that’s a fact
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