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OMB Peezy - Pressure Lyrics



OMB Peezy - Pressure Lyrics




[ Featuring Sherwood Marty ]

You know that's that pressure
When you make a nigga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I
Be posted at your bitch house
Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now

I don't give a damn what a nigga got to say
If he ever cross my path I'ma
Shoot him in his face
I came with the gorillas like
This Planet of the Apes
And most of them niggas killers
They'll put you in your place
Just don't be stupid, 'cause I got the Uzi
The clip hold thirty shots and
It shoot like a movie
Niggas really tryna clone me
I feel like Gucci
Yeah, I'll set it off like Lil Boosie
Catch you leaving from your mama's way
I'll kill you in the driveway
Mom smoking like a fireplace
Went to school with a thirty-eight
If a nigga want to rob today
Then a nigga gon' die today
I ain't scared to catch a murder case
In the field, Trent Holliday

You know that's that pressure
When you make a nigga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I
Be posted at your bitch house
Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now

This that pressure
When you make a nigga sit down
Murk you with this revolver
Got like six rounds you need to do better
You was hot but you ain't shit now
A nigga checking me, man how that shit sound?
Get up on my level
All my niggas on that crazy shit
We run a check up
None of my dogs on that lazy shit
She thought she was gon' use me
But I played the bitch
I'm with her whenever I ride with that metal
Nobody can save you bitch
Look, know a couple niggas'll ride for me
You ain't my dog
If I die you ain't gon' slide for me
Look, know a couple niggas'll ride for me
You ain't my people
If I die you ain't gon' ride for me

You know that's that pressure
When you make a nigga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I
Be posted at your bitch house
Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now
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You know that's that pressure
When you make a nigga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I
Be posted at your bitch house
Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now

I don't give a damn what a nigga got to say
If he ever cross my path I'ma
Shoot him in his face
I came with the gorillas like
This Planet of the Apes
And most of them niggas killers
They'll put you in your place
Just don't be stupid, 'cause I got the Uzi
The clip hold thirty shots and
It shoot like a movie
Niggas really tryna clone me
I feel like Gucci
Yeah, I'll set it off like Lil Boosie
Catch you leaving from your mama's way
I'll kill you in the driveway
Mom smoking like a fireplace
Went to school with a thirty-eight
If a nigga want to rob today
Then a nigga gon' die today
I ain't scared to catch a murder case
In the field, Trent Holliday

You know that's that pressure
When you make a nigga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I
Be posted at your bitch house
Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now

This that pressure
When you make a nigga sit down
Murk you with this revolver
Got like six rounds you need to do better
You was hot but you ain't shit now
A nigga checking me, man how that shit sound?
Get up on my level
All my niggas on that crazy shit
We run a check up
None of my dogs on that lazy shit
She thought she was gon' use me
But I played the bitch
I'm with her whenever I ride with that metal
Nobody can save you bitch
Look, know a couple niggas'll ride for me
You ain't my dog
If I die you ain't gon' slide for me
Look, know a couple niggas'll ride for me
You ain't my people
If I die you ain't gon' ride for me

You know that's that pressure
When you make a nigga chill out
Pull up screaming f*ck 'em
Let out shots and then I pull out
Damn, let off shots and watch 'em clear out
You scared to go home so I
Be posted at your bitch house
Your bitch, watching me like a steakhouse
Claim that you my dog but you faked out
I been through hard times, I got cake now
So I can give a damn what they say now
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Writer: BILLY PHILLIP, BLAHNKO BRANDIN, BRANDON WHITE, UNKNOWN WRITER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave

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