Lyrics: kyler
Music: kyler
Arranger: kyler
No pressure
No pressure
No pressure
No harm, no foul
No sipping, no pal
Up on the most high style
Close to no long cash now
I pump from the jaw
Problems is all
Problems withy'all
Now loud as the tall
I got what you thought
I'm none for the soul
No pressure, no pressure
No harm, no foul
No happen to stomp on with almost lifestyle
I'm born to be stand
Idon't need the unsolicited ad- libs
I passed someone sent on the tax chips
Pump on no song for but tax chips
Had the some song but the city had kids
Walk on the raps by what they dad did
Butdidn't do got the same funny ad- libs
Watch the some shades, mad weird
Cuz the some, we waited mad years
Cuz the some for on no cash here
Pump on I know how to make some cash here
Mm- mm, let me see what we got here
Just go'head distract the cashier
Let the car skrrrt if they bad, yeah
N*** asain't acting like we had here
Pump on,that's how we made it last year
No pressure, no pressure
No harm, no foul
No sipping, no pal
Up on the most high style
Close to no long cash now
I pump from the jaw
Problems is all
Problems withy'all
Now loud as the tall
I got what you thought
I'm none for the soul