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No Pressure - 22nd Jim
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No Pressure 22nd Jim

No Pressure - 22nd Jim
[Intro]
No pressure, no pressure
DTB on the beat, that's bro

[Verse]
Knock a nigga lights out like I’m Tyson
Ten niggas, ten straps, we ain't fightin'
I can’t explain it, but my life, it be trifling
Ten bands in my face, tryna excite me
Smilin' in my face but they don't like me
A nigga make a move and I'ma strike him
You heard about Lil Jim and forgot about facts
Young niggas totin' MAC's, doin' fatal attacks
Pick your mans up 'cause he ain’t breathin’
Blood on my Races, give me a reason
I can't trust a bitch ’cause these hoes schemin'
Red in my eyes, bitch, a real demon
Keep a nigga bitch drinkin' semen
Drippin' sauce, bitch, every time you see me
My first skit, man, I did it for no reason
So imagine what I do, give me a reason
Niggas let the ball roll in my court, huh?
Ballin’ hard, bitch, without a sport, uh
Everything by choice, bitch, not forced
Get your ass up off the porch, man, you niggas dorks
Doin' hits out a Porsche
It's hot up in my kitchen, bitch, it's scorchin'
All my bitches love me, I feel important
All my bitches bad, my bitches gorgeous
I done fell in love with a wrist breaker
Always on the road 'cause I'm a risk taker
Flagrant fouls only, you Shaq at the line
Drop a load on you bitch, ten at a time
Babe-baby say she love the way this ice hit
If a nigga reach, I teach, leave your life, bitch
I hit the road just to get that bag right
You niggas doin' bad, I know your bag light
Girl ass niggas, you the crab type
Police ass niggas with a flashlight
Broke nigga still wearin' Kill, ayy
For the hundred fiftieth time, bitch, that's not Bape
Slide in any weather, bitch, no pressure
You niggas doin' bad, get it together
Four bands on the cashmere sweater
Left my old bitch, started doin' better
Domestic violence case for beatin' these niggas up
Been pulled your card, bruh, you not tough
Weenie Hut Jr's, go over there
I know you niggas broke, he ridin' a spare
These niggas lyin' in they raps, bitch
If DT made the beat, then it slap, bitch
Runtz in my blunt, you smokin' trainwreck
Name on black and white, bruh, explain that
I know you niggas wish that I wasn't breathin', huh?
Slap you out your sleep because you dreamin', bruh
Can't stand the pressure, they start teaming up
Your bitch threw the pussy so I beat it up, ayy
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