Lyrics

I got the coupe I got the sweet ain't no pressure Aye what you mean don't pass me no weed if it ain't no pressure Don't ever believe she fucking with me if she ain't no pressure All these diamonds they be dancing on me that's a lot of pressure I got the coupe I got the sweet ain't no pressure Aye what you mean don't pass me no weed if it ain't no pressure Don't ever believe she fucking with me if she ain't no pressure All these diamonds they be dancing on me that's a lot of pressure If pressure buss diamonds she a big carat All this white on me see I drip Karen How many bitches do I got what the whip carry And this money that I made it was never scary Cuz I done went up they coming down guess we some escalators Everywhere now they asking about guess they investigators Pull up all black to the all white spent a check on the nike cause it's off white Got grazed with the heat that's an offsite after all that talking you ain't alright Hell naw no stopping at the stop light everything on go She doing powder out of both holes like the scene on blow Let's have a party let's make it a night that we go remember I am the lion in this here jungle you just a simba All of this paper I'm chopping down trees who yelled timber I'm at the table that say members only I'm the new member I got the coupe I got the sweet ain't no pressure Aye what you mean don't pass me no weed if it ain't no pressure Don't ever believe she fucking with me if she ain't no pressure All these diamonds they be dancing on me that's a lot of pressure I got the coupe I got the sweet ain't no pressure Aye what you mean don't pass me no weed if it ain't no pressure Don't ever believe she fucking with me if she ain't no pressure All these diamonds they be dancing on me that's a lot of pressure Let me pop my shit coupe top down it ain't got no sense Four five pounds you ain't got no zips if I walk by she go pop her lips Wow who this I'm too sick Givenchy can't touch my drip Too icy with all my flicks hold my crown nigga watch my six did you catch my drift Woah then maybe I'm wilin if Is got the pressure then I got the diamonds You play with my niggas then shit can get violent we spitting out flames like the cinnamon challenge Pushing the culture but still keeping balance I'm working so hard that my hand got a callous I chill with the stars like I'm playing for Dallas come to my crib but it's more like a palace My nigga I'm lit this is as sharp as it gets Pulling up whipping that watchamacallit my niggas go look through the tints Shawtys been throwing a fit so I'm focused on getting rich Niggas want verses from Kaynine Da Gawd better put your name up on the list Tell me what the truth is
Writer(s): William Eichelberger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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