Pressure - Saucy Santana

You don’t want no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle

Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle

Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model

Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow

He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat)

Ain’t got a plate but he still gon' eat

These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey

Ain’t goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me

You know these bitches like to act like they bad

But don’t want no pressure

And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit

But don’t want no pressure

She don’t no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

Yeah, they don’t want no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

She don’t want no

If a nigga do me wrong, I gotta take him up and through there

Keep my niggas by the double

Bitch don’t make me get a new pair

Paid, poppin', pretty and I don’t care

You know they keep it light like you walking around on thin air

You scared to take a step, but I made them bitches walk

When I post up on the gram, I’mma make them bitches talk

Am I fucking wit' yo nigga, I’mma make them bitches stalk

I got the game on lock but keep my niggas in a vault (Ah)

So much swag my boyfriend wanna be me

Ion give side bitch so his hoes can’t see me

Don’t hide behind the scenes

Make that nigga show you off

Cause I’m winnin' over here

I paid the cost to be the boss, Santana on the beat

Got the whole club speechless, walk em like a dog

But keep these niggas on they leashes

Chocolate like a Reeses, I stay in my pieces

I stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my features

I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle

Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle

Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model

Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow

He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat)

Ain’t got a plate but he still gon' eat

These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey

Ain’t goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me

You know these bitches like to act like they bad

But don’t want no pressure

And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit

But don’t want no pressure

She don’t no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

Yeah, they don’t want no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

She don’t want no

Pressure bust pipes, or creates diamonds

I ain’t duckin' from no action, bitch I ain’t hidin' (Nah)

Yeah, I’m outside and I’m with the shits

Antagonizing hatin' hoes, gonna drop a diss, silly bitch

My ass fat, you know, I’m the one, uno

Pussy take that nigga mind to Mars, bitch Bruno

Bitches love to hate

But in my presence givin' kudos

You bitches be too weird

And I ain’t choppin' shit wit you hoes

Now check this, sick wrist, time froze

He spend, his cheese nachos

Prolly 'nother reason why you mad bitch (Mad)

You know I hate a mad hoe, I’m a glad bitch

In my bag bitch

Where your funds, where your whip?

You floggin' hard, you a trip

I got ya man, I ain’t givin' him back

And take your side nigga too

That’s what I call payback

I step in, and I walk wit' a waddle

Waist on slim, and the shape Coke bottle

Ass like a stripper wit' a face like a model

Bitch been hatin' but she still gon' follow

He a fan, got a front row seat (Seat)

Ain’t got a plate but he still gon' eat

These hoes been hatin', they gon' keep it lowkey

Ain’t goin' back and forth wit' a bitch like me

You know these bitches like to act like they bad

But don’t want no pressure

And these hoes like to talk a lot of shit

But don’t want no pressure

She don’t no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

Yeah, they don’t want no pressure, pressure

Pressure, pressure, pressure

Aye, she don’t want no

(It's Trax season bruh)