Eera - Pressure lyrics

[Intro: Famous Dex] (What, I really, I like this beat) (I just really, I love this beat) Uh woah Uh Dexter Oh man god damn [Verse 1: Famous Dex] I'm whippin' that b**h like I'm spanky I'm in New York like a Yankee All of my b**hes they hate me Most of my b**hes they date me I put them diamonds on my pinky I put them diamonds on my chest You run up on me get the vest You run up on me get the TEC Hell yeah, I doesn't respect [Interlude 1: Famous Dex] I really hate f**in' clowns I really don't even deal with them, you know what I'm sayin? I got my homie Nato, Nato, Nato, yeah He really gon' spray for you Uh whoa, uh Nato, uh listen [Verse 2: Lite Fortunato] My spanish b**h bump Daddy Yankee I used to go sleep with that blanky He used to sleep with them hane's tees Now we pull up in Givenchy I don't even care what they call me You could call me a Nato I'm chillin' with my big bro Dexter We are some professional flexers You baby mother, bet I don't text her Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Look at my dresser man look at my clothes And just look at my handle, I'm ballin' like Paul And I'm shootin' on him and I'm dunkin' like Georgia State Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Dex from Chicago like Cubs, ah Dex from Chicago like Sox, ah I'm from New York, get it, go! [Interlude 2: Lite Fortunato] You feel me? We in different brackets, y'all n***as wanna be ... Where we speak, we speak from the heart, ya dig? Uh Dexter, Uh Nato Let's get it!