Yungchefboi - Pressure Lyrics

Smoking on the pressure
Got me feeling outer space
You know I keep choppa
Just to put you in your place

If you talking out your neck
Then ima hit you with a k
If you looking for you homies
You should probably check the grave

We been smokin til we sideways
Man we do this everyday
I went in to buy a backwood
And I came out with the case

Nobody ever told me
I should cherish every day
So I'm living while I'm young
Give a f*ck bout what they say

Nobody ever told me
I should cherish every day
So I'm living in these streets
And I gotta pay my way

I been tryna chase my bag
Gotta flip a bag or two
Nobody ever helped me
I still had to get the juice

I still had to get the juice
And I still had to get the drip
So you know I tote a pole
Had to keep it on my hip

Rest In Peace to homie Nip
Ima get like I hustle
If you thought you had a bag
Ima get it like a duffle

You can come right over baby
We can f*ck it up
Let me know what's going on
I wanna know what's up

If you're really bout it baby
Just show me some love
I'm tired of catching L's baby
Lemme catch this dub

Lemme come right with the squad
Baby lemme pick you up
Lemme f*ck it up one time
Lemme sip this double cup

Ima get so faded
Baby i might just throw up
I might spend a couple bands
On you and your makeup

Lemme treat you like a princess
Baby lemme put you on
Let me put you in some clothes
That you know you can't afford

Buy a bag out from Chanel
And a few things from Dior
Love when she call me daddy
But I prefer mi amor

Smoking on the pressure
Got me feeling outer space
You know I keep choppa
Just to put you in your place

If you talking out your neck
Then ima hit you with a k
If you looking for you homies
You should probably check the grave

We been smokin til we sideways
Man we do this everyday
I went in to buy a backwood
And I came out with the case

Nobody ever told me
I should cherish every day
So I'm living while I'm young
Give a f*ck bout what they say

Nobody ever told me
I should cherish every day
So I'm living in these streets
And I gotta pay my way

I been tryna chase my bag
Gotta flip a bag or two
Nobody ever helped me
I still had to get the juice

I still had to get the juice
And I still had to get the drip
So you know I tote a pole
Had to keep it on my hip

Rest In Peace to homie Nip
Ima get like I hustle
If you thought you had a bag
Ima get it like a duffle