Pressure In My Palms (feat. slowthai & Vince Staples)

Pressure in my palms (yeah, I got that) Pressure in my palms (boy, I got that) Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my (yeah) Pressure sweatin' in my palms (yeah, limbo) Pressure in my palms Pressure in my palms Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my Pressure sweatin' in my palms (goddamn it) This is Britney Spears when she was bald, nigga (yeah) Punkin' niggas way before there was Punk'd, nigga (true) Smokin' Ashton Kush, so I calm down, nigga (yeah) We don't wanna hear your mixtape, my nigga I fade niggas like barbers (oh) I got more pressure in my palms than Arthur (oh, oh) Man, this like when Fergie peed her pants That's when Honey used to dance Matt Barnes verse Derek Fisher, caught you niggas in a- (uh) I hate when niggas don't finish they fuckin' sentences (yeah) If Steve Harvey say my name wrong, I'll catch a sentencin' (oh) Malice at the Palace or Winona up in Saks Fifth This is Metta World Peace before the peace came, bitch (oh, oh) Pressure in my palms (yeah, I got that) Pressure in my palms (boy, I got that) Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my (yeah) Pressure sweatin' in my palms (yeah) Why they keep eyein' me? Why they keep eyein' me? Plank is mahogany, your head leakin' burgundy (ah) Menace to society, you're more Ron Weasley (brrt) Into gynecology, you're pussy and that's peachy (yeah) I hate a bitch who think a baby finna keep a nigga (I hate you ho) Why every time he see his kids, we gotta see the picture? (I hate you too man) I do it bigger, know I'm ballin', don't you see the ticker? (Yeah) Feel like I'm Harden, I was shootin' on Artesia with him (yeah) Baby said she need commitment (uh-huh), I guess I'll think about it (yo) I never leave without it (yo), he down to squeeze, I doubt it I keep her bad and bougie, booty on a hundred thousand (uh-huh) Big-headed, barely fit her weave around it (ayy), Norf Pressure in my palms (whoa) Pressure in my palms (boy, I got that) Pressure sweatin' in my, pressure sweatin' in my (yeah) Pressure sweatin' in my palms (yeah, goddamn it) Don't let anger control you Don't let anger control you Pressure in my palms (yee) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (oh shit) Pressure in my palms (yeah, yeah) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (yeah) (Hold on, I gotta pull out my phone) Pressure in my palms (lyrics) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (lyrics for lyrics, calm) Pressure in my palms (yeah) Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (yeah, low) I blow the smoke in your face You niggas think you runnin' shit, but runnin' in place I'm takin' the base, yeah, I'm takin' it home I'm a young Jackie, nigga, if I hit it, it's gone You Bisquick scallywag silly motherfuckers I do yo' ass the same way that Ye did Taylor Or how they did Janet, you wouldn't understand it Hola, hola, hola, yeah, a nigga failed Spanish Passive-aggressive niggas who passive, I can't save ya Anticipatin' patience is somethin' I cannot favor Goodbye to you bitch niggas, I'll probably see you never How could you hate on us? Come on, homie, we major We major? Come on, homie, we major The ice so cold and, nigga, I don't do favors I did it on my own and I'll do it again Bitch, I gets mine, fuck a nigga's cosign, singin' Pressure in my palms (pressure in my palms) Pressure in my palms, boy I got Pressure in my palms (the feelin' so unknown, baby) Pressure in my palms Pressure in my palms (pressure in my palms) Pressure in my palms, boy I got Pressure in my palms (and I don't know) Pressure in my palms (if I got it goin' on) There ain't no money in havin' hate in your heart There ain't no money in that shit, bro That's, that's broke nigga shit to have hate in your heart I know very untalented people with a lot of love in their heart who are doing great