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pressa - authentic lyrics

[hook]
they ain’t authentic, they ain’t authentic
i’m the type to die for my homies take lessons
n-gg-s move like b-tches, b-tches moving different
n-gg-s in the trap, for a day they not consistent
(x2)

[verse 1]
they not consistent, n-gg-s sittin’ on work
and if that n-gg- itchin’ then i shoot first
clip in my ruger, clip look like a ruler
i could teach a lil’ n-gg- lesson like a tutor
i just paid 1500 for this new shirt
t-shirt givenchy, pressa armani
so much on my shoulders, i feel like hova
bullets stretch a f-ck n-gg- no yoga
diamonds look like ace age, im in a iceberg
designer winter coat, it got fox fur
just remember, they say we members
they raided us in june and december
trap smoke, gun smoke, yeah whatever
this is all i know i don’t no better
gucci, gucci, gucci sweater
tell me who realer, your shoes they not leather

[hook x2]

[bridge]

i’m the type, i’m the type, i’m the type
to die for my homies
i chip a brick like karate

[verse 2]

ali, holy, suddenly top bodies
he a dead man walking like a zombie
gucci, fendi, and my shoes are bally
ran him down my boots are bally
saucy, swaggy, oops i mean i’m w-ssi
w-ssi fell like larry, i fell like w-ssi
ooh-ah, that fif’ kickin’ like fifa
smoke a n-gg- like some shisha
meanwhile, the news say i’m a leader
smoke him like sativas, diamonds like arenas
n-gg-s they gone freeze up, they hands numb
how n-gg-s poppin’ bottles and they mans gone?

[hook x2]

[bridge]

- pressa lyrics

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