Lil Dreezy - IBP (I Bring Pressure) Lyrics

Dreezy bitch yeah
Uh
You thought I was boutta sing on this shit?
Nah bro, we going hard on this bih (Yeah yeah)
F*ck you mean?
I bring pressure
I put the heat on every session
I put the Off-White on with a demon ring
I see thru your spirit
I put a G lock round my waist in the stu
If a f*ck nigga wanna play
I make a bad bitch sing my song in the club
She f*ck with my music strictly
Bad bitch f*ck with my music on gang
I make em turn up in the city
I make em dance and rap to the song like
These niggas ain't ever seen nothing lyrical
I make em shoot three pointers
Use it in edits, sport niggas know my song
I make em shoot three pointers, not on the court
Watch them boys touch down
Once them boys touch down on your block
Them switches on Glock go fa-fa-fa (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)
We don't do no talk on the net
We swinging our poles don't run our mouth (spin that block, swing it)
Ask my dawg I never switched once
I kept it solid that's my style
When I hop on the back of the wheel
I'm speeding, swerving that fast car (rah-rah-rah)
I couldn't change, whatever the money they paid
I won't backdoor my homie
Niggas be changed and niggas be hoes
Dawg, I can't even lie shit phony
Damn near just killed off lil homie
Tried to backdoor he wasn't going
Caught him lacking the next day (rah)
Popped him, dropped him, left him leaking
Gahdamn