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Listen to Pressure - Single by Bree Runway
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Vocals
nami
nami
Performer
Coop the Truth
Coop the Truth
Performer
Ink
Ink
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Composer
Atia Boggs
Atia Boggs
Composer
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Composer
Cooper McGill
Cooper McGill
Composer
Giovanna Genta
Giovanna Genta
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
nami
nami
Producer
Coop the Truth
Coop the Truth
Producer
Fermin Suero, Jr.
Fermin Suero, Jr.
Recording Engineer
Anders Hvenare
Anders Hvenare
Mixing Engineer
Lewis Hopkin
Lewis Hopkin
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'm finna give these hoes what they want, yeah Shine like VV, bad like RiRi Turn it on like TV, drip on Fiji Pop it in like a CD, got my name on repeat The girls wanna be me, but these hoes can't see me Nah, these hoes can't see me Wrist on icy, and your boyfriend like me That's why the girls wanna fight me (yeah) No matter what you do, you gon' pay ya respect when a bitch comes through I don't make the rules, I just make 'em all gag when I step in the room Who loves me? You do (you do), NFL how I keep all these niggas running back Let them know, let them know Let them know I want smoke, ah, yeah Apply the pressure, pressure, pressure (ah-ah-ah) Make me come through with the pressure, pressure, pressure Keep you in line like yes sir, yes sir, yes sir Make you come through with the pressure, pressure, pressure Up and down like a yo-yo, I can do it in slo-mo Wait-wait-wait-wait You wanna take a photo? Oh baby, that's a no-no, and I'm dressed in Coco Can't tell me nothin' when I look like this I'm such a problem when I pop my shit No matter what you do, you gon' pay ya respect when a bitch comes through I don't make the rules, I just make 'em all gag when I step in the room Who loves me? You do (you do), NFL how I keep all these niggas runnin' back Let them know, let them know Let them know I want smoke, ah, yeah Apply the pressure, pressure, pressure Make me come through with the pressure, pressure, pressure Keep you in line like yes sir, yes sir, yes sir Make you come through with the pressure, pressure, pressure Anywhere I walk is a runway, fuck around, fly out in a one way Gotta use both hands when I bounce bae, bounce bae, when I bounce bae Anywhere I walk is a runway, fuck around, fly out in a one way Gotta use both hands when I bounce bae, bounce bae, bounce bae Apply the pressure, pressure, pressure Make me come through with the pressure, pressure, pressure Keep you in line like yes sir, yes sir, yes sir Make you come through with the pressure, pressure, pressure
Writer(s): Atia Boggs, Cooper Mcgill, Dylan Ismael Teixeria, Bree Runway, Giovanna Genta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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