[Aminé]
Pressure in my palms (Yeah, I got that)
Pressure in my palms (Boy, I got that)
Pressure sweatin´ in my, pressure sweatin´ in my (Yeah)

Pressure sweatin´ in my palms (Yeah, limbo)
Pressure in my palms
Pressure in my palms
Pressure sweatin´ in my, pressure sweatin´ in my
Pressure sweatin´ in my palms (Goddamn it)

[Aminé]
This is Britney Spears when she was bald, nigga (Yeah)
Punkin´ niggas way before there was Punk´d, nigga (True)
Smokin´ Ashton Kush so I calm down, nigga (Yeah)
We don´t wanna hear your mixtape, my nigga
I fade niggas like barbers (Oh)
I got more pressure in my palms than Arthur (Oh, oh)
Man, this like when Fergie peed her pants

That´s when Honey used to dance
Matt Barnes verse Derek Fisher, caught you niggas in a (Uh)
I hate when niggas don´t finish they fuckin´ sentences (Yeah)
If Steve Harvey say my name wrong, I´ll catch a sentencin´ (oh)
Malice at the Palace or Winona up in Saks Fifth
This is Metta World Peace before the peace came, bitch (Oh, oh)

[Aminé]
Pressure in my palms (Yeah, I got that)
Pressure in my palms (Boy, I got that)
Pressure sweatin´ in my, pressure sweatin´ in my (Yeah)
Pressure sweatin´ in my palms (Yeah)

[slowthai & Vince Staples]
Why they keep eyein´ me? Why they keep eyein´ me?
Blankets mahogany, your head leakin´ burgundy (Ah)
Menace to society, you´re more Ron Weasley (Brrt)
Into gynecology, you´re pussy and that´s peachy
I hate a bitch who think a baby finna keep a nigga (I hate you ho)
Why every time he see his kids, we gotta see the picture? (I hate you too man)
I do it bigger, know I´m ballin´, don´t you see the ticker? (Yeah)Feel like I´mHarden, I was shootin´ on Artesia with him (Yeah)
Baby said she need commitment (Uh-huh), I guess I´ll think about it (Yo)
I never leave without it (Yo), he down to squeeze, I doubt it
I keep her bad and bougie, booty on a hundred thousand (Uh-huh)

Big headed, barely fit her weave around it (Ayy), Norf

[Aminé]
Pressure in my palms (Woah)
Pressure in my palms (Boy, I got that)
Pressure sweatin´ in my, pressure sweatin´ in my (Yeah)
Pressure sweatin´ in my palms (Yeah, goddamn it)

[ Aminé & Bree Runway]
Don´t let anger control you
Don´t let anger control you
Pressure in my palms (Yee)
Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (Oh shit)
Pressure in my palms (Yeah, yeah)
Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (Yeah)
(Hold on, I gotta pull out my phone)

Pressure in my palms (Lyrics)
Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (Lyrics for lyrics, calm)
Pressure in my palms (Yeah)
Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (Yeah, low)

[Aminé]
I blow the smoke in your face
You niggas think you runnin´ shit, but runnin´ in place
I´m takin´ the base, yeah, I´m takin´ 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

Anticipatin´ patience is somethin´ 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 nigga´s cosign, singin´

[Bree Runway]
Pressure in my palms (Pressure in my palms)
Pressure in my palms, boy I got
Pressure in my palms (The feelin´ 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)
Pressure in my palms (If I got it goin´ on)

[ Jak Knight]
There ain´t no money in havin´ hate in your heart
There ain´t no money in that shit, bro
That´s, 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