It's never no way, it's never no pressure, it's never no pressure

Now we, look, start with the testicles Niggas don't play with my team, they know better

She tell me to come and fuck off this B and make her wetter

I tell her put that shit together, huh?

Valentino for the sweater, make the bitch a Coachella

She was fucked up, tell her, nigga, matter

2014, I was in the trenches with my fellas

Steppin' in, my ma jealous, nigga, all the opps jealous

Fuck they gon' tell us when we on rebellious

My top suit up, paid off, brand new Wraiths, skate off

I had to gas to take off, I heard that boy was broke, I laid off

We hit your block with a Glock, took your face off

Sure like Kyrie and this is the playoffs

If we ain't no time in there, he better stay off

Cause all that time in there, nigga, we stay on

We take no days off

Yeah, and we ain't comin' to lose

Get the case, and I go to court in a suit

Said we ain't goin', that's just according to you

My son's six months, I already told him to shoot

I put a bullet in my GT's, nigga, I'm in the bully

We 3 -D, nigga, she a B -Low, she leave me

Nigga, she was sayin' she need me

Nigga, what you expectin'?

She give me a horny, I'm catchin' a wreck

She's feelin' her heart and she's tellin' confessions

I need her two bitches to have sex with

I gotta move different with a weapon

She on my body, just give me a second

I gotta stay on top of my investments

Yeah, yeah, I gotta stay on top of my investments

Huh?

I gotta stay on top of my investments

Look at her step a step out

2 -D with a take out

I heard her outside, so I be cautious

Nigga, we still a lot out

Tell my shooter don't pull out the car

Tell that nigga to get out

I'm in the car with two chops

I'ma stick the one with the one in the head out

Nine shots, let me pop shit

How you up? Ooh, they ain't drop shit

If I'm in the middle, this 40 gon' cloud the crowd

Like I'm startin' a mosh pit

I got a thing for the bitches that fuck with the opps

They callin' me toxic

Keep a knockin' when I'm shoppin'

Only like P .J. Tucker on them rockets

Casamigos sippin', give me the hiccups

We hit that boy, he ain't get up

My lil' bro, they call the body

If they give him bail, then we put in the crib up

Pull up with four hoes to the telly

I'm in the four -door with me and Fetty

I make it one call when I'm ready

Headshot, turn the skull into spaghetti

When it's war, niggas don't never mention my name

Tell em' sell the money, nigga, fuck the fame

Bust out of panic, I don't wanna play

Dripped in designer, that's how it came

Rich crip, but I still catch a stain

This take shares, ain't shit change

Still headlin', still switch lanes

In a big body, nigga, quick plane

Huh, I tell my shooter, don't shoot

Matter fact, scratch that

I tell that nigga to pass that

I'm in a fast car, that's a Hellcat

I don't, they cannot catch that

Nigga, it's never no pressure

How we losin', nigga, we never let up

Just my low, I gotta watch for the center

Rush gang, hop out in the West

We movin' on, niggas stompin' on step

If we move wrong, then that boy gettin' wet up

We got the streets and tunes

We the ones that really speak the truth

Man, hop in the Sprinter and leave the coupe

I don't need to shoot