No Pressure - Bricc Baby, Kid Ink

Yeah, woah, hahh, hahh, hahh

Alright

I’m so heavy in the game

My pockets got a little weight

I’m so heavy with the chain

Feel like my neck about to break

When here come the champagne

I’ma drink fast live a little nigga check your pace

You try’na battle in the club

Play your cards right I know you see them bottle of that Ace

Them bottles go to waste

Just got another 4 liters of chase

I been on hold all day

Them kinda' problems you probably just don’t relate

Alright, I just try to keep it regular

But you niggas seem to keep on getting jealous

Alright, don’t know what the lesson is

I’m doing me and you can keep on doing lesser than it

I don’t know about the pressure

Got money on the dresser

You’ve been try’na stay relevant, and

We’ve been getting to it no pressure

I don’t know about the pressure

Got money on the dresser

You’ve been try’na stay relevant, and

We’ve been getting to it no pressure

I don’t know about the pressure

Got money on the dresser

You’ve been try’na stay relevant, and

We’ve been getting to it no pressure

I’m screaming fuck the competition

Son of a briccer always had a pot to piss in

Son of a briccer always had a part to whip it

I can show you how to stretch it, how to remix it

You can get a whole thing, yeah 36'n

And if a nigga wanna zip I serve it to him quick

I’m catching plays in the hood yeah I’m politicking

And if a nigga try to rap I turn him to a victim

As-salamu alaykum, let him meat his maker

Hear the fat lady sing, Anita Baker

I mix the purple with the yellow now I’m sipping liquor

Me and money stick together like we blood related

Man, and I don’t know about the pressure

I will never see The Great Depression

Batgang balling no recession

While y’all niggas stressing

I’m in the trap counting blessings

I don’t know about the pressure

Got money on the dresser

You’ve been try’na stay relevant, and

We’ve been getting to it no pressure

We’ve been getting to it no pressure

We’ve been getting to it no pressure