Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
I might be out pressing my issue
You don't feel no pressure
Your shine ain't official
I jumped out the womb, I was special
Continued, proceeded to rule
Rude, but I'm real
I know it's a way to say the shit
I know it's a way to move on some player shit
Tryna get a billion views off the main event
Black Bentley, got shoes with no laces in
Crash it, hop out, switch into a Carlo
Press up on some chicken
Make her shipment like it's cargo
Most you bitches couldn't be a
Hundred with a blue note
I'd rather have your bitch on all
Fours in my two door, what?
Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
No pressure, feel no pressure
My mind sterilized
But I should leave these niggas stiff for
Coming with a pair of lies
Poisonous prayer, I can't swallow pride
They got parasites
7-11 is how I picture a perfect paradise
(Air it out)
I'm sick and tired of this pressure
(Gon' air it out)
Hotbox, air it out, shit
Beat the batter 'til it's swoll
Like it's pita roll free the bros
Stayed a hundred when they cheat and told
Keep a pole, pressure
He done froze like a pizza roll
Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
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Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
I might be out pressing my issue
You don't feel no pressure
Your shine ain't official
I jumped out the womb, I was special
Continued, proceeded to rule
Rude, but I'm real
I know it's a way to say the shit
I know it's a way to move on some player shit
Tryna get a billion views off the main event
Black Bentley, got shoes with no laces in
Crash it, hop out, switch into a Carlo
Press up on some chicken
Make her shipment like it's cargo
Most you bitches couldn't be a
Hundred with a blue note
I'd rather have your bitch on all
Fours in my two door, what?
Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
No pressure, feel no pressure
My mind sterilized
But I should leave these niggas stiff for
Coming with a pair of lies
Poisonous prayer, I can't swallow pride
They got parasites
7-11 is how I picture a perfect paradise
(Air it out)
I'm sick and tired of this pressure
(Gon' air it out)
Hotbox, air it out, shit
Beat the batter 'til it's swoll
Like it's pita roll free the bros
Stayed a hundred when they cheat and told
Keep a pole, pressure
He done froze like a pizza roll
Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
I might be out pressing my issue
You don't feel no pressure
Your shine ain't official
I jumped out the womb, I was special
Continued, proceeded to rule
Rude, but I'm real
I know it's a way to say the shit
I know it's a way to move on some player shit
Tryna get a billion views off the main event
Black Bentley, got shoes with no laces in
Crash it, hop out, switch into a Carlo
Press up on some chicken
Make her shipment like it's cargo
Most you bitches couldn't be a
Hundred with a blue note
I'd rather have your bitch on all
Fours in my two door, what?
Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
No pressure, feel no pressure
My mind sterilized
But I should leave these niggas stiff for
Coming with a pair of lies
Poisonous prayer, I can't swallow pride
They got parasites
7-11 is how I picture a perfect paradise
(Air it out)
I'm sick and tired of this pressure
(Gon' air it out)
Hotbox, air it out, shit
Beat the batter 'til it's swoll
Like it's pita roll free the bros
Stayed a hundred when they cheat and told
Keep a pole, pressure
He done froze like a pizza roll
Most these bitches be so fake
(I'm 100, though)
I'm over shit I cannot change (100, bro)
I steal a whip
A old school on some hundred spokes
Shit, I'm stealin' with the same ones
I'd do a hundred for
(I'd do a hundred, for)
I feel no pressure with them
(I feel no pressure) i feel no pressure
Shit, I might be out pressing with them
(Might be out pressin')
But I feel no pressure
Writer: Floyd Eugene Bentley, Karim Kharbouch, Melvin III Moore, Nayvadius Wilburn, Noel C. Fisher, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Jordan Holt
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.