Pressure In My Palms - Aminé, slowthai, Vince Staples

Pressure in my palms, yeah, I got that

Pressure in my palms, boy, I got that

Pressure sweating in my, pressure sweating in my

Pressure sweating in my palms

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms

Pressure sweating in my, pressure sweating in my

Pressure sweating in my palms

This is Britney Spears when she was bald nigga

Punking niggas way before there was Punk’d nigga

Smoking Ashton Kush, so I calm down, nigga

We don’t want to hear your mixtape my, nigga

I fade niggas like barbers, I got more pressure in my palms than Arthur

Man this like when Fergie pee’d her pants, that’s when Honey used to dance

Matt Barnes vs Derrick Fisher, caught you niggas in a (Burp)

I hate when niggas don’t finish they fuckin sentences

If Steve Harvey say my name wrong, I’ll catch a sentencing

Malice at the Palace or Winona up in Saks Fifth

This is Metta World Peace before the peace came, bitch

Pressure in my palms, yeah, I got that

Pressure in my palms, boy, I got that

Pressure sweating in my, pressure sweating in my

Pressure sweating in my palms

Why they keep eyeing me?

Why they keep eyeing me?

Blankets mahogany your head leaking burgundy

Menace to society, you’re more Ron Weasley

Into gynecology you’re pussy and that’s peachy

I hate a bitch who think a baby 'finna keep a nigga

Why every time he see his kids, we gotta see the picture?

I do it bigger, know I’m ballin, don’t you see the ticker?

Feel like I’m Harden, I was shootin' on Artesia with him

Baby said she need commitment, I guess I’ll think about it

I never leave without it, he down to squeeze, I doubt it

I keep her bad and boujee, booty on a 100 thousand

Big headed, barely fit her weave around it

Norf

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms, boy, I got that

Pressure sweating in my, pressure sweating in my

Pressure sweating in my palms

Don’t let anger control you

Don’t let anger control you

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms, boy, I got

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms, boy, I got

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms, boy I got

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms, boy I got

I blow the smoke in your face

You niggas think you running shit but running in place

I’m taking the base, yeah, I’m taking it home

I’m a young Jackie nigga, if I hit it, it’s gone

You Bisquick, scallywag, silly muthafuckas

I do yo ass the same way that 'Ye did Taylor

Or how they did Janet, you wouldn’t understand it

Hola, hola, hola, yeah, a nigga failed spanish

Passive aggressive niggas who passive, I can’t save ya

Anticipating patience is something I cannot favor

Goodbye to you bitch niggas, I’ll probably see you never

How could you hate on us?

Come on homie we major, we major?

Come on homie we major, the ice so cold and nigga, I don’t do favors

I did it on my own and I’ll do it again

Bitch I gets mine, fuck a niggas co-sign

Singing

Pressure in my palms (Pressure in my palms)

Pressure in my palms, boy I got

Pressure in my palms (The feeling so unknown baby)

Pressure in my palms

Pressure in my palms (Pressure in my palms)

Pressure in my palms, boy I got

Pressure in my palms (And I don’t know if I got it going on)

Pressure in my palms

There ain’t no money in having hate in your heart

There ain’t no money in that shit bro, that’s broke nigga shit to have hate in

your heart

I know very untalented people with a lot of love in their heart,

who are doing great