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Attachments - Pressa/Coi Leray
Lyrics by：Quinton Gardner/Brittany Collins/Nelson Ballard
Composed by：Quinton Gardner/Nelson Ballard
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 C O D you see this glizzy got attachments
For all these b***h a*s n***as 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 n***as swing his knife all in the can
You see that cut it 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 *** but
When he kill s**t he get geeked
I knew that n***a 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 n***a he a nightmare he a dream
Hit the floor pray for my n***as for
The mail they won't receive
They got my n***a behind the wall
And crodie kill so much s**t that
He had to find Allah
And murder murder murder
We broke more s**t than the law
Lil' b***h I hit that beat and
Watch that s**t just like a pause
On lil' bro put 'em youngins in
The car and tell them go
Wrap the plug if we can't get to him
Wrap his little bro
From the 6ix 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 called me back
Soon as I ice out on my wrist she got attached
And C O D you see this
Glizzy got attachments
For all these b***h a*s
N***as 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 n***as swing
His knife all in the can
You see that cut it couldn't
Shake he want him dead
Yeah let's go
Yeah f**k the fake
Me and my n***as great
We gon' get this cake
Don't give a f**k what they say
Pop bottles like b***h we made it
All it took was a little bit of patience
I'm different your b***h is basic
Yeah still can't believe that I made it
Gotta watch who around me
Gotta watch who around me
And f**k whoever doubted me doubted me
Doubted me
My grandma gone but I know she proud of me
Proud of me
Yeah
And I promise ain't no stopping me yeah yeah
Let's go
Yeah broke b***hes make me sick yeah
Gucci gon' match this fit yeah
Everyday b***h we lit
Gon' get it how you live
Watch us all get rich
Make these haters sick uh
They won't believe it
I can 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 C O D you see this glizzy got attachments
For all these b***h a*s n***as 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 n***as swing his knife all in the can
You see that cut it couldn't shake he want him dead
