Pressa blackberry Zap Song lyrics
Song info:
Featuring
Jackboy
Produced by
Bijan Amir
Release Date
December 4, 2020
Written By
Pressa, Jackboy & Bijan Amir
Pressa blackberry zap Song lyrics
[Intro]Uh, Pressa[Chorus: Pressa]Ride around the city strappedHe gone, ain't coming backMy diamonds going hamMy plug BlackBerry zapReal nigga straight out the streetBackwoods and HennessyStrip club in AODRide around in AMGLike Heavenly Father (Father), real niggas, they honored (Honored)My bitch she bad, bad, bad, I don't wear no condom (Don't wear no condom)My bitch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna (Just like Madonna)My plug, he very well connected just like RogersYou need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Nigga, holla)[Verse 1: Jackboy]If you need bricks, niggas, just hollaJust make sure you got every dollerWhen you come, nigga, better come properI got Dior all over my collarI got bodies all over my choppaI'm a shotta, smoke a nigga head like a rastaY'all could die tryna be gangstaPlaying with gang, we stank yaPut an opp on the news, make him famous (Wet)Fuck the police, can't tame usGot the bread, but it still ain't change usI pour codeine in my FantaBlowin' on gas, no mannersTook a trip down to 'BamaCame back with a sack like SantaFifty K in my denimBought a Lamb', you rent 'emMy dawg a killer, I sent himHit your block and we spin 'emSpot an opp and we hit himDoing whatever to get himSpray up whoever there wit' himNow they label me a villainDon't give no fucks, bitch, I am winningForgive me, Lord, I'm still sinningStill tryna dodge prisonRather be free living[Chorus: Pressa]Ride around the city strappedHe gone, ain't coming backMy diamonds going hamMy plug BlackBerry zapReal nigga straight out the streetBackwoods and HennessyStrip club in AODRide around in AMGLike Heavenly Father (Father), real niggas, they honored (Honored)My bitch she bad, bad, bad, I don't wear no condom (Don't wear no condom)My bitch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna (Just like Madonna)My plug, he very well connected just like RogersYou need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Holla)[Verse 2: Pressa]These niggas ain't change (Change)Click, click, pow, ahGet 'em out the wayBig 40 Glock, little bitch, no gauge (Gauge)My nigga go ape (Ape)Swing it around on 'emNo regular bae (Woah)Ain't nothin' to play withPut my name on a bracelet (Yeah)If I die todayReal nigga, I aced it (Uh)Run it up, no break (Break)All talent and greatness, uhShe ran awayTo live lavish and famous, uhFive K 'fit, lil' maWatch my head, lil' bruhI watch money and not a bitch, I'm the type to get a brick goneHundred K from zero (Zero)How much niggas we slid on?My bae, she give brain, give brain like moron[Chorus: Pressa]Ride around the city strappedHe gone, ain't coming backMy diamonds going hamMy plug BlackBerry zapReal nigga straight out the streetBackwoods and HennessyStrip club in AODRide around in AMGLike Heavenly Father (Father), real niggas, they honored (Honored)My bitch she bad, bad, bad, I don't wear no condom (Don't wear no condom)My bitch got pretty, pretty legs just like Madonna (Just like Madonna)My plug, he very well connected just like RogersYou need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Nigga, holla)
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