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lirik lagu matti baybee - pressure (freestyle)

her n~gga cold, i need me a sweater
she tried to f~ck me as soon as i met her
sh~t’ll get worse before it get better
this sh~t a curse, i dance with the devil
i’m with my dawg, i feel like cruella
she say i’m raw, i been there forever
i be getting bigger and bigger and better
she knew i was that n~gga ‘fore i met her
[?] whatever
know some lil trappers thеy’ll serve you whatevеr
that n~gga talkin’ he f~cking rosetta
and i pop percocets, know how i’m settling
these b~tches question me like i’m a felon
these n~ggas testing me like i’m a felon
bro got the hammer, he ready to nail ‘em
catch him in traffic, we ready to trail ‘em (oh)

foenem get booked we be ready to bail ‘em
n~ggas short me i be ready to scale ‘em
n~ggas play foenem and be ready to k!ll ‘em
n~ggas be talking and don’t know what i’m feeling
n~ggas be b~tches, be all in they feelings
feel like lil wayne, b~tch, i ain’t got no ceilings
n~ggas be fake and can’t even compare ‘em
bro got that draco, that soulja boy tell’em
n~gga better watch how you talk, better watch how you walk, better watch how you step right a steppa
and i ain’t never had a job, b~tch i’m a boss, these n~ggas tryna toss all these papers
f~ck that lil b~tch like a thot, then i cut her off, ‘cause i give a f~ck if i kept her
and we got a whole lotta shots, and we let ‘em off, n~gga ever thinking it’s pressure

n~gga, don’t play boy, you know we know better
we throwing up b’s and we throwing up letters
play with that p~ssy, no cheating i pass her
i pop me a piece and i’m feeling like melly
she wanna fly to a n~gga i jetted but she [?]
i told my b~tch that i loved her forever i ain’t never gon’ quit i ain’t never gon’ settle
and my lil b~tch do too much, she be extra
and i was poppin’ and swerving them teslas
and i know i’ll just trip, i’m like ella
macing that n~gga that have that margiela
said that she liked me, she think that i’m charming, but that lil b~tch, she don’t know cinderella
he got a pistol but we’ll disarm him, foenem will do that lil sh~t with the pleasure

n~ggas be talking about how he fell off, but let’s talk about how he came back and he was better
f~ck that lil hoe at the spot, then i dropped her off, i don’t even think that i felt it
f~ck that lil b~tch at the spot, then i dropped her back off, n~gga i don’t even remember i met her
she steady calling my phone, saying i’m leading her on, but man, i don’t even know why i let her
walk in the bank, say “what’s up” to the teller
watch how he act, man these n~ggas be jealous
these n~ggas real if you letting them tell it
codeine in my belly, cup dirty like nelly
popping them bottles like i have me a celly, i got murder on my mind, boy, i’m thinking like melly
n~gga don’t sleep on me, boy that sh~ts deadly
i’m popping your drinks and i’m coming like freddy
coming like freddy, i’m masked up like jason, my uncle a mason, my b~tch ain’t no basic
and my lil n~gga, he slimy and snakey
he see what he want, and he f~cking he take it
he fighting his demons, he boxing with satan
my lil n~gga brazy, he put it on david
i know some n~ggas might look at me brazy and try to play crazy, they thinking i made it
dope in the trap every day but as far as i know, i don’t think that sh~t ever got raided
when it come down to my n~ggas, i’m like kobe bryant, ‘cause i don’t think he ever got traded
n~ggas be talking that sh~t and have my shorty come line ‘em up, like he ain’t ever got faded
i got n~ggas acting like i ain’t been doing this sh~t, acting like i ain’t the greatest
dropped out of school and my paper 4th graded
i already knew that these n~ggas, i hated
f~cked that lil b~tch and she thought that we dated
police had got behind of me and i skated
feel like i’m wheezy, i’m sorry you waited
you ain’t tryna wait ‘cause [?]
tried all that codeine, i missed what i tasted
run all that money, you know how i chased it
her n~gga cold, i need me a sweater
she tried to f~ck me as soon as i met her
sh~t’ll get worse before it get better
this sh~t a curse, i dance with the devil
i’m with my dawg, i feel like cruella
she say i’m raw, i been there forever
i be getting bigger and bigger and better
she knew i was that n~gga ‘fore i met her
[?] whatever
know some lil trappers they’ll serve you whatever
that n~gga talkin’ he f~cking rosetta
and i pop percocets, know how i’m settling
these b~tches question me like i’m a felon
these n~ggas testing me like i’m a felon
bro got the hammer, he ready to nail ‘em
catch him in traffic, we ready to trail ‘em
foenem get booked we be ready to bail ‘em
n~ggas short me i be ready to scale ‘em
n~ggas play foenem and be ready to k!ll ‘em
n~ggas be talking and don’t know what i’m feeling
n~ggas be b~tches, be all in they feelings
feel like lil wayne, b~tch, i ain’t got no ceilings
n~ggas be fake and can’t even compare ‘em
bro got that draco, that soulja boy tell’em

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