Under Pressure

They say Rula under pressure
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 I say
 Get money, I'm a dog for it
 Cause I swear I wasn't born with it
 Don't act like this shit from a song nigga
 I been grinding for a long minute
 Blunt long looking like an arm and
 And it's still with the fire in a storm and I'm going to hit it
 Dealing with these rappers for too long, they the wrong niggas
 Even when I'm on I swear that I won't do a song with 'em
 Tattoos and some more wounds, boy get 'em
 And I hug and kiss that pussy, I adore women
 You like a snotty nosed kid, you annoy women
 I pop a bottle, smoke a cone, and enjoy women
 You little niggas know what the deal
 I'm outwitting the devil like Napoleon Hill
 Go go super Sayen three like I'm Broly and Bills
 Real shit, all the real niggas know what it is, yeah
 Niggas tripping, get to tipping like they dominoes
 Every time they see the first sign of hoes
 Rula the type to chill with all kind of hoes
 Cannon ball in that pussy like Geronimo
 Like flocka busting at them with a choppa
 Taking shots of that Ciroc
 Tomorrow I'm a need a doctor
 Rula [?] just a saga
 Nappy hair I look like Blanca
 I be beasting, I'm a monster
 I be eating shrimp and lobster
 You get it, I'll go there
 They see me, like whoa there
 Won't slow down, won't hold up, I plant this and grow there
 Grind hard for so long, don't like me, I don't care
 They want beef, it's so rare but...
 They say Rula under pressure
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 I say
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 Get 'em boy, Rula kill em all
 Fucking bitches in the car, I'm like Billy Bob
 Nigga I'm a star, you see me from far
 Master kush in my cone cause a nigga raw
 Now I'm scoped, just spit that crack like I been smoking
 I be chilling [?]
 But I'm on fire, y'all is toast
 Keep it real like I'm supposed to
 Eat your clit like ponderosa
 If you fuck with me they stabbing at your back like Omarosa
 For real, I'm bout the fucking dollar bills
 She bought some thousand dollar heels
 Can't be a dog without a meal
 You know the feeling when you feel like you the one
 That's why I'm taking number twos on just about every beat that come
 I say I'm walking like I'm Deebo
 Rapping like a hero
 Smoking on illegal
 Be more looking like a kilo
 Can you feel the heat though?
 '97 nigga [?]
 I'm just hot and you on zero
 And that green I get for Ceelo
 Fly fly boy, get your sky on
 Hyenas always tripping on the lions
 Got some, smoking papers on Mount Zion
 You fucking with my shit, your chance is thinner than a fly on
 I know niggas rather the pen and the pad
 That's why I'm trying to get my paper right, pen and the pad
 On the beat I'm like a scientist, I been in the lab
 And now they riding my wave and the feeling is rad
 You get it, I'll go there
 They see me, like whoa there
 Won't slow down, won't hold up, I plant this and grow there
 Grind hard for so long, don't like me, I don't care
 They want beef, it's so rare but...
 They say Rula under pressure
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 I say