Attachments (Remix|Explicit) - Pressa/Coi Leray

Lyrics by：Quinton Gardner/Brittany Collins/Nelson Ballard

Composed by：Quinton Gardner/Nelson Ballard

Pressa：

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

On C O D she 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 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 he couldn't shake he wind up dead

Boy play with me we got Glocks in BnB's

And there's a difference from a robber and a thief

Taliban ain't do no d**gs 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 hit

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

On C O D she 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 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 he couldn't shake he wind updead

Coi Leray：

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

And f**k whoever doubted me

Looked down on me

My grandma gone but I know she 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

Pressa/Coi Leray：

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

On C O D she 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 did a dance

Sizzlac dead and they don't post him on the 'gram

Let's go

Say "Free my n***as" swing his knife all in the can

Pressa

You see that cut he couldn't shake he wind up dead

Pressa