Lyrics: Nathan Charles Phillips
Music: Nathan Charles Phillips
Hey
These locals say I need a stylist
Baggy white t
Dressed like Billie Eilish
Lately
I been stressin over timimgn
Solid gold chain yeah
**** them diamonds
No
Don't need no ice cause the boy way too cold
The way that this shit hit you thought it was Mexiko Dro
Or 16yrold
But it's Charlie got another one, I'm lettin' them know
Don't say that I'm the goat
That's the pressure on yourself
That you put on me to hold
Don't do this for my health
I got nowhere left to go
[Chorus]
That's too much pressure dog
Don't want stress involved
It get deep yeah
Losing sleep yeah
People only rock with you whΠ΅n you eat yeah
That's the only way thΠ΅y wanna believe yeah
Its a cold world I'ma let it freeze yeah
Love froze over
Shawty threw the cat like Doja
I been heating up like Foldgers
Boy too wavy you already know this
[Chorus]
That's too much pressure dog
Don't want stress involved
Watching my moves I ain't even with the stars yet
Watching the news I put racks on my target
Not a price on your head
But I
Bet on myself i got right to the bread
You know
Temperature rising
Pressure been building
Ain't fantasizing
Life's like field trip
Go get these racks on thee regular
She hit up my cellular but you know I'm not available yeah
[Chorus]
That too much pressure dog
Don't want stress involved
Too much
Too much
Yeah I got to run these bands up
And they know the kid stayed up
Wait up straight up
(hah)