pressa - attachments (feat. taliban glizzy)﹙slowed & reverb﹚

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Was lookin for the right miX!

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I couldn't believe it Soon as I bought my Cuban chain she called me back Soon as I ice out on my wrist she got attached And she on dick, she see this Glizzy got attachments For all these b- a- n-s that try to circle back Slugga got hit up in the party, did a dance Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'Gram Say free my n-s, swing his knife all in the can You see that cut, and couldn't shake, he want 'em dead Boy play with me we got Glocks and BMD's And there's a difference from a robber and a thief Taliban ain't doin' no - but when he kill - he get geeked I knew that n- was dead when he popped up on my feed My opps say Crippin', but lately they have to bleed See, up that, Glock right on my lap not under the seat Free my n- he a nightmare, he a dream Hit da floor, pray for my n-s for the mail they won't receive They got my n- behind the wall And crodie killed so much sh- that he had to find the Lord And murda, murda, murda we broke more sh- than the law Lil' b- I hit the beat and walk that sh- just like a park On lil' bro, put them youngins in the car and tell 'em go Wrap the plug, if we can't get to him wrap his lil bro From the 6ix, but I got thirty-six all in the brick My OG he so goofy, he ain't know that I was hit I couldn't believe it Soon as I bought my Cuban chain she called me back Soon as I ice out on my wrist she got attached And she on dick, she see this Glizzy got attachments For all these b- a- n-s that try to circle back Slugga got hit up in the party, did a dance Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'Gram Say free my n-s, swing his knife all in the can You see that cut, and couldn't shake, he want 'em dead Uh, thought he was a shooter 'til he got his ass shot (bah) Ain't runnin' out of money, b-, we runnin' outta opps Just caught a play for ten thousand, I spent that shit on Glocks He spent ten on his chain, he shoulda saved it for a box Swank hopped out with that ARP and knocked him out his socks He called my phone laughin' told me, "Watch that shit on Fox" They thought 'cause I got money that the murders gon' stop Nah, I'm on that front line in the trenches with my 'ocks (yeah) Ain't stoppin' 'til they all dead I put that on the code My n-s down to roll, doin' life without parole That fake ass gangster image he portrayed got exposed When he went in front the judge and he told I couldn't believe it Soon as I bought my Cuban chain she called me back Soon as I ice out on my wrist she got attached And she on dick, she see this Glizzy got attachments For all these b- a- n-s that try to circle back Slugga got hit up in the party, did a dance Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'Gram Say free my n-s, swing his knife all in the can You see that cut, and couldn't shake, he want 'em dead

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