[YG]
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Vince Staples]
Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
DJ playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it
[Vince Staples]
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up, yeah, yeah
[Vince Staples]
I love you, baby
Load it up and sneak it in the club for you, baby
Never fuck chances, spend all night dancin' (Yeah)
Once a nigga trippin' or shunting, I'm splashin'
Ain't it romantic just like the movies?
I'm really, like really, my say so like homie (Oh yeah)
I shine the light on the world for you (Dead homies)
Nothin' all them other bitches said is true
I don't be up in the mix, dead homies
I ain't never fucked that bitch, dead homies
I ain't lyin' on my dick, dead homies
They only hatin' on me 'cause I'm rich, dead homies
Yeah, fuck what they be talkin' 'bout
Yeah, they love me, you love me now?
Let me hold you down (Dead homies)
[Vince Staples]
Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
DJ playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it (Worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it)
[Vince Staples & ScHoolboy Q]
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, uh-huh)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure, uh, uh, uh)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, woah, damn)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure, pressure), yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
[ScHoolboy Q]
Lil' homie with a lick read (Uh)
Can't lie, I had a bad week (Don't tell)
Please, mama, put it on me (Oh yeah)
A lil' trauma, need pleasing (Uh-huh)
The caterpillar had to grow wings (Yeah)
She blew a kiss on it, no teeth
Hmm, yeah, let's see, nigga
Gold chain, it's an African thing
Pocket of stones from the pressure we on
Window to wall, let me take off my draws
Try spend it all, but I'm too up to fall, nigga
Uh-huh, wake up to ball
Lame-ass niggas still shop at the mall
Cheat code WAP, only fuck with the freaks
Check ain't clear, so I went back to sleep
Nigga, push-start on it 'cause they all got the Z's
Too many cribs, shit, I'm too hard to reach
Might buy the hood, gettin' street after street
Nineteen cars, puttin' fleet after fleet
Nigga, uh (Yeah), look up to me (Damn)
Stars on the roof, I just woke up to dreams (Mm-hmm)
Rolex dummy, I don't like those Philippes (Uh-huh)
Oh Lord, girl, that pussy for keeps
[Vince Staples]
Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
DJ playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it (Worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it)
[Vince Staples & ScHoolboy Q]
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (Pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up, yeah, yeah (Nigga, I'm a gangster)
Damn, wasn't nothing like the ghetto parties
That shit was dangerous and fun 'cause every hood be up in there
Shit, you can meet you some fine-ass freaks, you can get your ass beat
Make a choice, see what I mean?
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