Pressure Real Recognize Rio & 21 Savage

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Triple R
Fuck you mean, you don't know DJ Marc B?
Triple R
I'm feelin' this shit
Yeah, yeah, I'm feelin' pressure
Like for real
Triple R

[Chorus: Real Recognize Rio]
I'm feelin' pressure, lil' bitch talkin' crazy, want a dip, I'ma let ya'
Nigga ran off on me, know it's OV when I catch you
Tried to put him on, he crossed me out, now I can't help him
Leave one nigga dead right in the street, he need a stretcher
Wake up everyday and grab the pistol out the dresser
I just poured four sip, my cup is dark as Dr. Pepper
I feel like Kurt Angle, I can't leave without the medal
I can't chase these bitches, I got money on my schedule

[Verse 1: Real Recognize Rio]
Workin' everyday, I swear I'm on another level
Triple R get hot, shit, get to close and I'ma melt ya
Niggas ain't know shit, these niggas smaller than a pebble
I came off fu' shit, my pockets swoller than a wrestler
Told lil' bae she fuckin' with a king like she Coretta
I know nigga who play with them blood like they Griselda
Shawty seen my neck and lost her breath, need an inhaler
I might be trippin' but I ain't slippin', I just know-