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Pressa – “Attachments” ft. Coi Leray (Lyrics)

Pressa
I couldn't believe it,
Soon as I bought my Cuban chain she called me back
Soon as I ice out my wrist she got attached
And see on dates you see this glizzy got attachments
For all these bitch ass niggas that try circle back
Sluggah got hit up in the party, did a dance
Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'gram
Say free my niggas, swing his knife all in the can
You see that cutter cutting, shit he wind up dead

Pressa Verse 1
Boy play with me, we got Glocks in Bnbs
And there's a difference from a robber and a thief
Taliban ain't do no drugs but when he kill shit he get geeked
I knew that nigga was dead when he popped up on my feed
My opps they crippin' but lately they had to bleed
See, uh, that Glock right on my lap not under the seat
Free my nigga he a nightmare he a dream
Hit the floor, pray for my niggas for the mail they won't receive
They got my nigga behind the wall
And crodie kill so much shit that he had to find allah
And murda, murda, murda
We broke more shit than the law
Lil' bitch I hit that beat and walk that shit just like a park
On lil' bro, put them youngins in the car and tell them go
Wrap the plug if we can't get to him to wrap his lil' bro
From the 6ix, but I got 36 all in the brick
My OG he so goofy he ain't know that I was hip

Hook - Pressa
I couldn't believe it,
Soon as I bought my Cuban chain she called me back
Soon as I ice out my wrist she got attached
And see on dates you see this glizzy got attachments
For all these bitch ass niggas that try circle back
Sluggah got hit up in the party, did a dance
Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'gram
Say free my niggas, swing his knife all in the can
You see that cutter cutting, shit he wind up dead



Coi Leray Verse 2
Yeah, let’s go
Yeah fuck the fate
Me and my niggas are great
We gon get this cake
Don’t give a fuck what they say
Pop bottles like bitch we made it
All it took was a little bit of patience
I’m different, your bitch is basic
Still can’t believe that I made it.

Gotta watch who around me
And fuck whoever thought of me (looked down on me)
My Grandma gone, but I know she proud of me (proud of me)
And I promise ain’t no stopping me, yeah

Let’s go
Fuck boys they make me sick
Gucci gone match his fit
Everyday bitch we lit
Gon get it how you live
Watch us all get rich
Make these haters sick
They won’t believe it

Hook - Pressa
I couldn't believe it,
Soon as I bought my Cuban chain she called me back
Soon as I ice out my wrist she got attached
And see on dates you see this glizzy got attachments
For all these bitch ass niggas that try circle back
Sluggah got hit up in the party, did a dance
Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'gram
Say free my niggas, swing his knife all in the can
You see that cutter cutting, shit he wind up dead

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