Pressure - Allen Stone

Fine get your pass

Murder every mother fucker in your pass

Ohh

Fame fan that flame

Fill the damn furnace up with gasoline

Is it true what they said

If you weren’t on top then baby you’re dead

Ohh oh ohh

Baby

Huh, wait

Quit, lose your shit

Chunk (junked?)

Up American television

Time, now’s that time

Suck as many souls as you can find

Is it true what they say

If you ain’t go there baby you’re played

What am I gonna do what am I gonna do

With all this pressure

If I got enough attitude

If I got enough attitude to prove I’m better

(pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure)

Oh, my God

Oh, yeah well

Stop please don’t flop

Sell a million records

Or you bound to get dropped

Well cake, real or fake

Make you spend as many dollars you can make

Is it wrong or is it right (right, right, right)

Nobody cares if you ain’t type

What am I gonna do what am I gonna do

With all this pressure

If I got enough attitude

If I got enough attitude to prove I’m better

(pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure)

What am I gonna do what am I gonna do

With all this pressure

If I got enough attitude

If I got enough attitude to prove I’m better

(pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure)

What am I gonna do what am I gonna do

With all this pressure

What am I gonna do what am I gonna do

With all this pressure