H4LO

B-b-boxcutters

Pressure

Don't try to feel my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to hold my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to take my pressure (Why?)

You cannot hold this pressure

Don't try to feel my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to hold my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to take my pressure (Why?)

You cannot hold this pressure

You get left if you don't get right decked

I'm in your bag like TSA you getting checked

I don't need no crumbs, I need everything you have

I need funds inside a big ass duffle backpack

Playing with me is a fool's game

We lit 'em up like a soufflé

We gonna do some shit that you can't explain

But for us it was Tuesday

They like to pretend I'm not on

Who ain't?

Beat up his noggin

Now that boy shaking

Inside his drawers he got dookie stains -dookie stains

Stay low or else you gonna catch a halo

Payload, I got big body bank roll

Am I wrong if I say I feel like a god?

COD straps I had to equip that ACOG -ACOG

He said I should start packing

I had to pack him out

Got that splinter cell technology I'm finna track you down

Racks on me racks on me, pussy boy who laughing now?

Thick smoke coming out the whip that I was gassing out

Pressure

Don't try to feel my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to hold my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to take my pressure (Why?)

You cannot hold this pressure

Don't try to feel my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to hold my pressure (Why?)

Don't try to take my pressure (Why?)

You cannot hold this pressure

I'm going faster

I'm with the clique like Dasher, Cupid, Comet, Prancer

Blix 'em, tote them dicks thats why a boy got turned into a dancer

I got a magic trick I'll turn that brick behind you to a canvas

Vixen, stashed the whip way up the ally where there ain't no cameras

Yeah, he a saint, he an angel