Lil West – Lil Mo PRESSURE lyrics

[Chorus]
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, it's lit (lit x8)
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)
Lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)

[Verse 1]
Aye, shit, woah, I just hit a lick
I need that Shaq at the free throw brick
I get my butt from my east coast bitch, aye
She want that Pradda, she want that Donna
I just said fuck it and bought her some diamonds
We walked out the crib she was lookin' so shiny got so many bitches that i'm Frankie Lymon
Sippin' so much that I thought I was dying and I roll with no one unless it's my iron
I got my dough, I call it 'Bron
I got that water work like I was cryin'
This shit made different, got the game switchin'
Got you lane shiftin', I was raised different
This .44 got yo' chain missin', i'll Kurt Cobain bang a nigga
I'm mud sippin' like Wayne nigga
Shit i'm with a 'hole 'nother gang nigga
Runnin' 'round with that 'thang on us, that's the only time that i'ma pray for niggas
Head huntin', trynna spray a nigga
Lead pumpin', trynna lay a nigga
Got me flexed up, trynna rest up
I won't mess up with that 'thang nigga
Trynna best up with that 'thang nigga
I won't rest up with that 'thang nigga


[Chorus]
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, it's lit (lit x8)
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)
Lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)

[Verse 2]
Same shit, this the bass here with the bass there
I'ma case it, 'cause i'm racin' to a whole 'nother fuckin' check
I got a whole 'nother fuckin' strap, 'cause I need a whole 'nother fuckin' rack
You might need a whole 'nother fuckin' back, when I blow a hole through your fuckin' chest
This sound like Hove when he at his best shit, I feel like Hove when i'm with my bitch
She from the code and she wanna sip, so I got a four trynna get her bent
Aye, I serve the bass, jump out the face
Talk to my nigga 'cause he got the race
I like to bake, I like to shake
I got that eather and I got that heater
Bitch don't say i'm cheatin' 'cause i'm gettin' paid
Married the money now you gotta leave
You want that water bitch I got the seed
Straight from the border 'cause Los got the key
I go to Florida then chill with Nodachi then cook like Hibachi then go to the beach
I go my hardest to get to the streets, they knew I was callin' to get to the cheese
Yeah I was callin' to get to that cheese
Shit i'm like a dolphin when I get the lick


[Chorus]
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, it's lit (lit x8)
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)
Lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit, lit lit lit lit
I got bass and some drank in the crib
You know it's lit, lit (lit x8)