Pressa, Taliban Glizzy - Attachments

I couldn't believe it Soon as I bought my cuban chain she call me back Soon as I ice out my wrist she got attached On C.O.D she see this glizzy got attachments For all these bitch ass niggas that try circle back Sluggah got hit up in the party he 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 cut, he couldn't shake he want him dead

Boy play with me, we got Glock's in BnB's 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 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 the Lord And murder, murder, murder We broke more shit than the law Lil' bitch I hit that beat and watch that shit just like a pause On lil' bro, put them youngins in the car and tell them go Wrap the plug if we can't get him wrap his lil' bro From the six, but I got 36 all in the brick My OG he so goofy he ain't know that I was here

I couldn't believe it Soon as I bought my cuban chain she call me back Soon as I ice out my wrist she got attached On C.O.D she see this glizzy got attachments For all these bitch ass niggas that try circle back Sluggah got hit up in the party he 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 cut, he couldn't shake he want him dead

Thought he was a shooter till he got his ass shot Ain't running out of money Bitch we running out of opps Just call the play for ten thousand I spend that shit on Glock's He spend ten on this chain and should've saved it for a box So I hopped out with that AR then knocked him out his socks He called my phone laughing told me he watched that shit on Fox And don't think 'cause I got money that the murder's gonna stop (no) I'm on the front line in the trenches with my opps And stop and tell y'all that I put that on a code My niggas down the road doing life without parole That fake ass gangster image he portray it 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 call me back Soon as I ice out my wrist she got attached On C.O.D she see this glizzy got attachments For all these bitch ass niggas that try circle back Sluggah got hit up in the party he 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 cut, he couldn't shake he want him dead