"Apply The Pressure" lyrics - TRIPPIE REDD

TRIPPIE REDD
"Apply The Pressure"
feat. Tto K.T.

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah
Got the pressure, ayy
Woo
14
Got the pressure, ayy
Who apply the pressure, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Let me show you who apply the pressure, ayy
I count the money up nigga that was no pressure, ayy
Yeah, money on the motherfuckin' dresser, if you keep talking that shit pussy you gon' get left on the stretcher, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy, ayy
Let me tell you who apply the pressure, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Pussy do not play with me, ayy
Keep talking that shit I'ma stomp yo ass in the teeth, ayy
Your bitch pussy hella weak, ayy, damn
I fucked that bitch, uh, last week, ayy, ayy
Told that bitch do not call my phone
Don't fuck with the ho leave me alone
Tell them niggas leave me the fuck alone
Got that motherfuckin' blow with the scope
Fucked your bitch up in the star
I count all the money lil' nigga gotta ball, ayy
Hate when these pussy niggas come to me and talk
Lotta you niggas flow is hella weak nigga that shit off

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Let me show you who apply the pressure, ayy
I count the money up nigga that was no pressure, ayy
Yeah, money on the motherfuckin' dresser, if you keep talking that shit pussy you gon' get left on the stretcher, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy, ayy
Let me tell you who apply the pressure, ayy, yeah

[Verse: TTO KT]
Ayy, me and Lil 14 applyin' pressure from Ohio to Atlanta
Birmingham to Canton, Neywork
[?] and I'm shining check the clarity
Your bitch wanna get the dick but this is not no charity
Bitches they be sharing me, cocaine in her nostril
I be wearing road kill, can't see an opposum
Feeling like Kobe when I be applying the pressure
I got the racks in my pocket they makin' my pants a lil' heavy, huh, yuh
I'm in the [?] in the hood
I'm in the Elm street in a nightmare, she callin' a nigga young Freddy

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Let me show you who apply the pressure, ayy
I count the money up nigga that was no pressure, ayy
Yeah, money on the motherfuckin' dresser, if you keep talking that shit pussy you gon' get left on the stretcher, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy
Apply the pressure, ayy, ayy
Let me tell you who apply the pressure, ayy, gang