Lyrics:
Into Oil
Pressure Talk
I just fuck
It up
I be going
For what is mine
Don't interrupt
The Dragon
In the cage
Just wants
To melt the cage
Aint no
Middle
make your heart stand still
Woo-hoo, woo!
Ha!
C'mon now, hey
Well at five A.M. oil pressure's sinking fast
I make a pit stop, wipe
make your heart stand still
Woo-hoo, woo!
Ha!
C'mon now, hey
Well at five A.M. oil pressure's sinking fast
I make a pit stop, wipe
on a Texaco roadmap
I remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill
With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still
5 A.M. oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make
trust that bitch she still going fuck on you
Just know when she fucked on you i overused that baby oil
Pressure be my middle name apply it when I'm
the winter
Of the long hot summer
Somewhere in the desert
We raised the oil pressure
And waited for the weather
To get much better
For the new wind
A.M. oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gas
Gotta call my baby on the telephone
Let her know that her
feel the oil pressure building up
turning over the ignition of my solar system
check the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on the break
shift
of the long hot summer
Somewhere in the desert
we raised the oil pressure
and waited for the weather
to get much better
for the new wind to blow in the storm
We
And as fast as they were there
Well they were gone just like that
In a Pontiac
The anti-freeze is boiling and the oil pressure's low
And the pedal's
A.M. oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gas
Gotta call my baby on the telephone
Let her know that her
maybe a little bit too shy
But it makes my oil pressure high
and as long as you don't lie
I don't ask why
I love your robot walk
your synthetique
bread paying bills with it
Don't have to like bet yo bitch get it
Shit slicker than a can of oil
Pressure building up let's bring it to a boil
All yo
bit too shy
But it makes my oil pressure high
And as long as you don't lie, I don't ask why
I love your robot walk
Your synthetic talk
The way you move
homies but it's love, we was cordial
Niggas changed like oil pressure wrong
Handled that with the posse
Pressure hit 'em niggas turned to Tekashi
A.M. oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gas
Gotta call my baby on the telephone
Let her know that her
Maybe a little bit too shy
But it makes my oil pressure high
And as long as you don't lie
I don't ask why
I love your robot walk
Your synthetique
of the 747 heard about the young pilot who had been killed,
Crashing into the ocean after his cessna lost oil pressure.
This was the man whose voice had kept
As shapes all warp like an oil smear,
Pressure spills, pressure spills
The Image blurs and the limbs go weak
Are you behind the sound?
My head is swimming
up
with some soil
Water start to boil
Cook up noodles, olive oil
Hit me for that pressure
I got gas like Exxon, Mobile
In 7th grade I had dreams
know that I'm worth more than that gold that they diggin' for
They be drillin' it, but I know they ain't slick as that oil
Put that pressure on us and we
I'm trying to check the oil with the tire pressure gauge
I pull out the dipstick, the oil burns like lipstick
One time I dropped a mixtape, had me
crack from the pressure the oil the turmoil the kettle's at a constant boil
killing us political sins .. for the love of the beautiful wind
.. chasing extra .. hurting economy look at the oil ...
Blood pressure bills ...a lot
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