No Pressure (feat. Jorgie)

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I ain't tryna stress about shit

**** just quit, told the boss suck dick

No pressure

I could make this shit look easy

No effort

Pull up with the gang six deep

It ain't no extra

Bitch in the spot tryna fuck, I pass to bro

I'm just here for the bag, then I gots to go

Cutting class, did a lot of math

Bitch I’m onna roll

Lot of rap cap going on

I feel uncomfortable (damn)

Suit up, back a rack out. I’m a huxtable

Fiend want a quick fix, he get lunchables

Iron sight on the chopper

I can’t miss your top

ADHD, bro twitchin tryna spin a– (uh-huh)

Slide down in a shitbox

Then i ditch the v

If I ain't nut off the head

Won't catch the bitch with me

Got up in Victoria’s panties

It was really pink

(Ahh shit)

I’ll keep a secret

I just fucked a bitch on tape

Why she tryna leak it

Lil **** tryna talk big

He don't really mean it

He dont really got it for real

His looks deceiving

We been in the stu so long

That this **** sleeping (mmcht fuck it)

All gas no breaks

I’m tryna get a hundred mill in cash today

If I’m tryna take you to the stop why you tryna stop me

Only got one chance to move like you tryna cross me

Checkers is not chess ****

Fuck a vest ****

I bring it to the spot

Let gang do the rest ****

Try to put a paw on my bitch

It’s my ex ****

Popped the seal, it's not real

So dont flex **** (bitch)

Took an L on a bet

Now he a debt dodger

Just keep your bitch in check

I’ll get my check larger (its like that)

I ain't gotta put em out there

They gon keep it up

Tryna flock a bird, what's the word

I’ll feed a duck (new wave shit)