Pressure (Tyga & DJ Akademiks Diss) Soulja Boy (Ft. Go Yayo)
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[Intro]
Yeah
Ch-Ch-Ch, Ah-Ah-Ah
Huh, yeah
Drako, yeah
Hoo
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
These niggas be pussy
Pull on they block I'm smoking on cookie
.223 bullets I shoot then I took it
Make the wrong move you get filled up with bullets
380 turn his dreads to a mullet
Whipping that dope like I’m cooking up cookies
Most of these rap niggas they be pussy
I mixed the Bathing Ape with the Stussy
Pop on your block then I shoot it up
Young Drako, nigga put bricks in a armored truck
Make the wrong move I'ma pop up
Whippin' that dope and then trap ’til it lock up
In high school I had 50 bricks in my locker
Sippin' lean it came straight from the doctor
A young rich nigga, you know that I'm whippin' it
Sippin' on lean it came with prescription
Real street nigga, pull up on Akademiks (Pull up)
Man, I miss the Actavis
I been here for 200 pint, I wasn't taxing [?]
Chopper hit him made the nigga do back-flips
Serve a hundred junkies down it's a quick trip
Ice on my Rollie like I got a busted lip
Ice on my wrist like I got a broke wrist
They wanna snitch but they don't know shit
Serving white girl, same color lotion
Calm the fuck down with all that commotion
Sippin’ lean in my emotions
Make the wrong move, Young Drako he gone smoke ’em
I prefer different tones in my choker (Four tones)
I buss down and gave him a Rollie
She talking to Drako like she really know me
I went to Dubai, just me and Kobe
Crashed the Bentley truck like it was stolen
Yeah
Ch-Ch-Ch, Ah-Ah-Ah
Huh, yeah
Drako, yeah
Hoo
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
These niggas be pussy
Pull on they block I'm smoking on cookie
.223 bullets I shoot then I took it
Make the wrong move you get filled up with bullets
380 turn his dreads to a mullet
Whipping that dope like I’m cooking up cookies
Most of these rap niggas they be pussy
I mixed the Bathing Ape with the Stussy
Pop on your block then I shoot it up
Young Drako, nigga put bricks in a armored truck
Make the wrong move I'ma pop up
Whippin' that dope and then trap ’til it lock up
In high school I had 50 bricks in my locker
Sippin' lean it came straight from the doctor
A young rich nigga, you know that I'm whippin' it
Sippin' on lean it came with prescription
Real street nigga, pull up on Akademiks (Pull up)
Man, I miss the Actavis
I been here for 200 pint, I wasn't taxing [?]
Chopper hit him made the nigga do back-flips
Serve a hundred junkies down it's a quick trip
Ice on my Rollie like I got a busted lip
Ice on my wrist like I got a broke wrist
They wanna snitch but they don't know shit
Serving white girl, same color lotion
Calm the fuck down with all that commotion
Sippin’ lean in my emotions
Make the wrong move, Young Drako he gone smoke ’em
I prefer different tones in my choker (Four tones)
I buss down and gave him a Rollie
She talking to Drako like she really know me
I went to Dubai, just me and Kobe
Crashed the Bentley truck like it was stolen
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