Lyrics

[Verse 1]
No pressure, no pressure
(DTB on the beat, that's bro)
[Verse 2]
Knock a **** lights out like I'm Tyson
Ten ****, ten straps, we ain't fightin'
I can't explain it, but my life, it be trifling
Ten bands in my face, tryna excite me
[Verse 3]
Smilin' in my face but they don't like me
A **** make a move and I'ma strike him
You heard about Lil Jim and forgot about facts
Young **** totin' MAC's, doin' fatal attacks
[Verse 4]
Pick your mans up 'cause he ain't breathin'
Blood on my Races, give me a reason
I can't trust a bitch 'cause these hoes schemin'
Red in my eyes, bitch, a real demon
[Verse 5]
Keep a **** bitch drinkin' semen
Drippin' sauce, bitch, every time you see me
My first skit, man, I did it for no reason
So imagine what I do, give me a reason
[Verse 6]
**** let the ball roll in my court, huh?
Ballin' hard, bitch, without a sport, huh
Everything by choice, bitch, not forced
Get your ass up off the porch, man, you **** dorks
[Verse 7]
Doin' hits out a Porsche
It's hot up in my kitchen, bitch, it's scorchin'
All my bitches love me, I feel important
All my bitches bad, my bitches gorgeous
[Verse 8]
I done fell in love with a wrist breaker
Always on the road 'cause I'm a risk taker
Flagrant fouls only, you Shaq at the line
Drop a load on you bitch, ten at a time
[Verse 9]
Babe-baby say she love the way this ice hit
If a **** reach, I teach, leave your life, bitch
I hit the road just to get that bag right
You **** doin' bad, I know your bag light
[Verse 10]
Girl ass ****, you the crab type
Police ass **** with a flashlight
Broke **** still wearin' Kill, aye
For the hundred fiftieth time, bitch, that's not Bape
[Verse 11]
Slide in any weather, bitch, no pressure
You **** doin' bad, get it together
Four bands on the cashmere sweater
Left my old bitch, started doin' better
[Verse 12]
Domestic violence case for beatin' these **** up
Been pulled your card, bruh, you not tough
Weenie Hut Jr's, go over there
I know you **** broke, he ridin' a spare
[Verse 13]
These **** lyin' in they raps, bitch
If DT made the beat, then it slap, bitch
Runtz in my blunt, you smokin' trainwreck
Name on black and white, bruh, explain that
[Verse 14]
I know you **** wish that I wasn't breathin', huh?
Slap you out your sleep because you dreamin', bruh
Can't stand the pressure, they start teaming up
Your bitch threw the pussy so I beat it up, aye
[Verse 15]
It's Jim, ****
DTB
This shit be easy, bruh
This gon' be easy
Written by: Offset Jim
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