Lyrics
What you know about that big boy status?
Really out here trappin' ain't no capping
It's pressure on my end, this aint no snatching
Big boy status, I got them sticks just like madden
Approach and you best be a savage
Big nine in the cut, you say you want smoke
Well he got the lighter, he'll flame your ass up
Free my plug he got locked, I had to stretch my last block
Hit the trap tell the Js come shop
Aye shoutout big opp, I gotta shooter, he 12
I call that lil' boy baby shark
My gang we don't fight
First **** reach for my chain
We swapping that out for your life
I been had my stripes
I served and swung on more ****
Than Venus, Serena and Mike
Pop a bean and took flight
I told the lil' bitch give me head
She want me to beat it like Ike
I told her I might
Came through and burned up her throat
Then I dip like a thief in the night
Yeah, I'm a dog, keep that dog food for your dawg
Leave the trap and assist like Chris Paul
My stock goin' up, they see me on blogs and shows
They like, "Damn, Big Sco blowing up"
Had to grind, this ain't luck
I got my mind on the mill' and my safe on the hunnid bands up
All my opps, yeah, they stuck
Stalking my pay tryna find some to hate on, they mad 'cause I'm up
See a opp and we aimin' at wave caps
We ain't no barber but we'll push your fade back
Got the drop where you hang and you stay at
Why you cappin', no lie we gon' spray that
30 days ran up 20, that's straight facts
Hit the dope with the bin, don't do Merlak
Come and shop with Big Sco, watch your cake stack
Give that shit back to cuz, get your cake back
These **** be flawed
I'm like my dope, yeah, it's raw
When I hit it it's still like it's raw
Fucked your bitch off a bar
She know you ain't big boy trappin'
You **** don't even have a car
I'm in that mode, when you talk rappin' and trappin'
You gotta put me with the G.O.A.T
Phone jump like the store
I'm popping bands a day, plus my feature price cost even more
I'm on the road
Yeah, my name hot in the city
But I get more love on the road
My wrist game on froze
It came from scraping the extra
Tryna scrap every gram out the bowl
Taking flicks like a pose
Aim it and reel choppas up
Better appreciate this like it's gold
My play want a four
I took a four and went all the way on it then sold him a four
Pressure
Written by: Rashad Jamual Mills
