Pressa – “Attachments” ft. Coi Leray (Official Video) Listen Now: https://smarturl.it/Attachments_PxCL Follow Pressa: Twitter: https://twitter.com/pressapressa/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/pressa.armani/ Tik Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/@officialpressa/ Pressa – “Attachments” ft. Coi Leray (Lyrics) 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 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, 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 Glocks and BMD’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 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 the Lord And murda, murda, murda 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 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 hit 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 on C.O.D she sees 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 cut, he couldn’t shake he want him dead 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 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 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, 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