Lil Mo PRESSURE lyrics

[Chorus]
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, it's lit (lit x8)
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)
Lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)

[Verse 1]
Aye, sh*t, woah, I just hit a lick
I need that Shaq at the free throw brick
I get my butt from my east coast b*tch, aye
She want that Pradda, she want that Donna
I just said f*ck it and bought her some diamonds
We walked out the crib she was lookin' so shiny got so many b*tches that i'm Frankie Lymon
Sippin' so much that I thought I was dying and I roll with no one unless it's my iron
I got my dough, I call it 'Bron
I got that water work like I was cryin'
This sh*t made different, got the game switchin'
Got you lane shiftin', I was raised different
This .44 got yo' chain missin', i'll Kurt Cobain bang a n*gga
I'm mud sippin' like Wayne n*gga
sh*t i'm with a 'hole 'nother gang n*gga
Runnin' 'round with that 'thang on us, that's the only time that i'ma pray for n*ggas
Head huntin', trynna spray a n*gga
Lead pumpin', trynna lay a n*gga
Got me flexed up, trynna rest up
I won't mess up with that 'thang n*gga
Trynna best up with that 'thang n*gga
I won't rest up with that 'thang n*gga
[Chorus]
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, it's lit (lit x8)
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)
Lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)

[Verse 2]
Same sh*t, this the bass here with the bass there
I'ma case it, 'cause i'm racin' to a whole 'nother f*ckin' check
I got a whole 'nother f*ckin' strap, 'cause I need a whole 'nother f*ckin' rack
You might need a whole 'nother f*ckin' back, when I blow a hole through your f*ckin' chest
This sound like Hove when he at his best sh*t, I feel like Hove when i'm with my b*tch
She from the code and she wanna sip, so I got a four trynna get her bent
Aye, I serve the bass, jump out the face
Talk to my n*gga 'cause he got the race
I like to bake, I like to shake
I got that eather and I got that heater
b*tch don't say i'm cheatin' 'cause i'm gettin' paid
Married the money now you gotta leave
You want that water b*tch I got the seed
Straight from the border 'cause Los got the key
I go to Florida then chill with Nodachi then cook like Hibachi then go to the beach
I go my hardest to get to the streets, they knew I was callin' to get to the cheese
Yeah I was callin' to get to that cheese
sh*t i'm like a dolphin when I get the lick
[Chorus]
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, it's lit (lit x8)
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)
Lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)