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Pressa - Safari Lyrics



Pressa - Safari Lyrics
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Let me show (mm)
You know, took that shit up, you dead
Mm
Mm
Mm

Switches with the Glocks out (mm)
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out (mm)
Hundred round on the drums, with these racks so we gon' rock out
I've been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "F*ck 5"
My lil' brother in the cage screamin', "F*ck 5" (yeah)
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out (mm)
They ain't give me nothing, so I figured it out
Ah (mm), so I figured it out

Yeah, I just made a new bag, now they watchin'
Cro' came home from prison on parole, and still ain't goin' for nothing
Draco on me, I ain't goin' for nothing
Ah, yeah, ah (mm)
He gon' pour a four in this Sprite, sippin' every night
Sittin' in that cell every night 'til the lights go out
Diamonds hit with no lights on, tryin' different shit, livin' life now
Aah, fast car can't slow down
Duckin' from the feds, I can't go now
Ain't got no love for a nigga, he can't come around (mm)
If they ever think 'bout takin', you get gunned down
You get gunned down

Switches with the Glocks out (mm)
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out (mm)
Hundred round on the drums, with these racks so we gon' rock out
I've been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "F*ck 5"
My lil' brother in the cage screamin', "F*ck 5" (yeah)
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out (mm)
They ain't give me nothing, so I figured it out
Ah (mm), so I figured it out

They tryna leave me for dead, but I figured it out
Mama see me on the TV, now they sick of me now
I put thirty in the Glock, now I'm dickin' it down
He tried undercut the plug, now he under the ground (mm)
And I grew up on murder, get the highest amount
Ah, tell me why they scared when we come around
Six shots in the revolver, this a minimum round
Run in your crib, then we in, and we out
Used to be gang, now we enemies now (yeah)
Ah, she say that she love me, it don't last long
A thousand 'bows, tryna stay low like a Mazda
One thing 'bout Pressa, he take the top and go Alaska
Lil' cro', he do him in the party 'cause he masked up

Switches with the Glocks out (mm)
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out (mm)
Hundred round on the drums, with these racks so we gon' rock out
I've been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "F*ck 5"
My lil' brother in the cage screamin', "F*ck 5" (yeah)
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out (mm)
They ain't give me nothing, so I figured it out
Ah (mm), so I figured it out
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Let me show (mm)
You know, took that shit up, you dead
Mm
Mm
Mm

Switches with the Glocks out (mm)
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out (mm)
Hundred round on the drums, with these racks so we gon' rock out
I've been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "F*ck 5"
My lil' brother in the cage screamin', "F*ck 5" (yeah)
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out (mm)
They ain't give me nothing, so I figured it out
Ah (mm), so I figured it out

Yeah, I just made a new bag, now they watchin'
Cro' came home from prison on parole, and still ain't goin' for nothing
Draco on me, I ain't goin' for nothing
Ah, yeah, ah (mm)
He gon' pour a four in this Sprite, sippin' every night
Sittin' in that cell every night 'til the lights go out
Diamonds hit with no lights on, tryin' different shit, livin' life now
Aah, fast car can't slow down
Duckin' from the feds, I can't go now
Ain't got no love for a nigga, he can't come around (mm)
If they ever think 'bout takin', you get gunned down
You get gunned down

Switches with the Glocks out (mm)
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out (mm)
Hundred round on the drums, with these racks so we gon' rock out
I've been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "F*ck 5"
My lil' brother in the cage screamin', "F*ck 5" (yeah)
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out (mm)
They ain't give me nothing, so I figured it out
Ah (mm), so I figured it out

They tryna leave me for dead, but I figured it out
Mama see me on the TV, now they sick of me now
I put thirty in the Glock, now I'm dickin' it down
He tried undercut the plug, now he under the ground (mm)
And I grew up on murder, get the highest amount
Ah, tell me why they scared when we come around
Six shots in the revolver, this a minimum round
Run in your crib, then we in, and we out
Used to be gang, now we enemies now (yeah)
Ah, she say that she love me, it don't last long
A thousand 'bows, tryna stay low like a Mazda
One thing 'bout Pressa, he take the top and go Alaska
Lil' cro', he do him in the party 'cause he masked up

Switches with the Glocks out (mm)
Ain't duckin' from the smoke, you know it's us, so we gon' pop out (mm)
Hundred round on the drums, with these racks so we gon' rock out
I've been takin' all these drugs, screamin', "F*ck 5"
My lil' brother in the cage screamin', "F*ck 5" (yeah)
I know they left me for dead, I took another way out (mm)
They ain't give me nothing, so I figured it out
Ah (mm), so I figured it out
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Writer: Quinton Armani Gardner
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Pressa
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Quinton Armani Gardner

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