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(BraveStarr) Ayy, ayy I just need pressure, little more pressure, ayy Doing what I want and bitch, I'm built for that Ayy, I just need pressure, little more pressure, ayy Stay chasing sacks, I don't give a shit Ayy, I just need pressure, little more pressure, ayy Doing what I want and bitch, I'm built for that Ayy, I just need pressure, little more pressure, ayy Still chasing sacks, I'on even follow that Parking lot pimping I was too young to get in They don't want the old me They don't want the old me It ain't nothing different I just hide my sinning I'm not praying on no knees Act like he don't know me 18 with a Rollie until my chest stop Ain't had enough, I OT, I need five more please Kick her out, he say that bitch, she Warren Chestnut Save that role for BET Won't nobody censor me It's getting darker, still plottin' I seen em' across the street, I'm Miss Parker I got my Glock tucked Right where my knot tucked A nigga feeling froggy Left him in the swamp, bruh Thought I'm one of these fashion niggas Designer ass whoopin' I don't think they get it, I don't think they get it I miss gettin' suspended, I miss skippin' detention Loved her all night, and I don't got limits Pop out, pop up, pop out, pop up As long as FaceTime, I'm still here for you, ayy LA, Florida, New York, then Georgia We can't race time, gotta kill you boo Let her kill you, boo, let her kill you, boo You call yourself the one But you know there's still a few And that'll kill ya', boo That'll kill ya', boo You call yourself the one But you know there's still a few I'm on, I'm on fucking ooh I'm on two more, I'm trying to get to you Tryna go by through Miami so they can But she can't touch it in Miami Freewave, you know how I'm boming Yeah pop out, pop up LA, Florida, Georgia, Georgia