Under Pressure

Muddy fuckin cup dirtier than a ditch Sippin up that shit Drippin down that bitch That nigga and his dawgs love to get to barkin I took a hard right Left him goofy like martin Martin, martin, martin, martin I embrace the mud and I score like I'm harden Take that mans drip cause he thought he was fresher oh Pussy think he popeye I'll put him under pressure Call me mister clause cause this bag big as hell I keep my shit in the mud cause I do this very well Actin reckless erryday these bitches find it hot I be smokin so much smoke I'm also mister factory Shawty sucked my dick and asked if it was satisfactory Saying you a diamond in the rough stop the flattery Stab a pussy boy, no glock, no beam You got all them magazines, but only use em in yo dreams Muddy fuckin cup dirtier than a ditch Sippin up that shit Drippin down that bitch That nigga and his dawgs love to get to barkin I took a hard right Left him goofy like martin I'll ruin your life Do it out of strife Stomp out your bloodline nigga and even your wife I can spot you easier than a yacht To this life nigga I tie a knot Married to this game, married to the fame I cash in all these checks while you just another lame Feel like dennis rodman spending all this fuckin bag Got me some prada, preston, you can check the tag F*ck all these pussies the devil wears prada, roll you no enchilada I'll pull you down for nada Never gave a f*ck bout nothin bitch we 445 Four hundred fuckin five, four hundred fuckin four five Muddy fuckin cup dirtier than a ditch Sippin up that shit Drippin down that bitch That nigga and his dawgs love to get to barkin I took a hard right Left him goofy like martin