Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aminé
Aminé
Vocals
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Vocals
Joyce Wrice
Joyce Wrice
Vocals
Jak Knight
Jak Knight
Additional Vocals
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Vocals
slowthai
slowthai
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Songwriter
Irvin Mejia
Irvin Mejia
Songwriter
Brenda Mensah
Brenda Mensah
Songwriter
Adam Aminé Daniel
Adam Aminé Daniel
Songwriter
Tyron Frampton
Tyron Frampton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aminé
Aminé
Producer
Pasqué
Pasqué
Producer
Morning Estrada
Morning Estrada
Recording Engineer
Brodie Means
Brodie Means
Assistant Recording Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
John Bruington
John Bruington
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nathaniel Alford
Nathaniel Alford
Engineer
Tyler Page
Tyler Page
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
(Limbo)
Pressure in my palms
Pressure in my palms
Pressure sweating in my, pressure sweating in my
Pressure sweating in my palms
(Goddammit)
[Verse 2]
This is Britney Spears when she was bald, ****
Punking **** way before there was Punk'd, ****
Smoking Ashton Kush, so I calm down, ****
We don't want to hear your mixtape, my ****
I fade **** 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 **** in a-
I hate when **** don't finish they fucking sentences
If Steve Harvey said 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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
I hate a bitch who think a baby 'finna keep a ****
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 hunnid thousand
Big headed, barely fit her weave around it
Norf
[Verse 6]
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
(Goddammit)
[Verse 7]
Don't let anger control you
Don't let anger control you
[Verse 8]
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)
Pressure in my palms (For lyrics, calm)
Pressure in my palms, boy, I got (Yeah, yeah, look)
[Verse 9]
I blow the smoke in your face
You **** think you running shit, but running in place
I'm taking the base, yeah, I'm taking it home
I'm a young Jackie ****, 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 **** failed spanish
Passive aggressive **** who passive, I can't save ya
Anticipating patience is something I cannot favor
Goodbye to you bitch ****, 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, ****, I don't do favors
I did it on my own and I'll do it again
Bitch, I gets mine, fuck a ****'s co-sign
Singing
[Verse 10]
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
[Verse 11]
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
[Verse 12]
There ain't no money in having hate in your heart
There ain't no money in that shit, bro, that's broke **** shit to have hate in your heart
I know very untalented people with a lot of love in their heart, who are doing great
Written by: Adam Aminé Daniel, Irvin P. Mejia, Vincent Staples, Tyron Kaymone Frampton, Bree Runway
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