Blackberry Zap lyrics

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Blackberry Zap lyrics

[Intro]

Uh, Press

[Chorus: Pressa]

Ride around the city strapped

He gone, ain't coming back

My diamonds going ham

My plug BlackBerry zap

Real nigga, straight out the street

Backwoods and Hennessy

Strip club in AOD

Ride around in AMG

Like 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 Rogers

You need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Holla, holla)

[Verse 1: Jackboy]

If you need bricks, niggas, just holla

Just make sure you got every dollar

When you come, nigga, better come proper

I got Dior all over my collar

I got bodies all over my choppa

I'm a shotta, smoke a nigga head like a Rasta

Y'all could die tryna be gangsta

Playin' with gang, we stank ya

Put an opp on the news, make him famous (Wet)

Fuck the police, can't tame us

Got the bread, but it still ain't change us

I pour codeine in my Fanta

Blowin' on gas, no manners

Took a trip down to 'Bama

Came back with a sack like Santa

Fifty K in my denim

Bought a Lamb', you rent 'em

My dawg a killer, I sent him

Hit your block and we spin 'em

Spot an opp and we hit him

Doin' whatever to get him

Spray up whoever there wit' him

Now they label me a villain

Don't give no fucks, bitch, I am winnin'

Forgive me, Lord, I'm still sinnin'

Still tryna dodge prison

Rather be free livin'

[Chorus: Pressa]

Ride around the city strapped

He gone, ain't coming back

My diamonds going ham

My plug BlackBerry zap

Real nigga, straight out the street

Backwoods and Hennessy

Strip club in AOD

Ride around in AMG

Like 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 Rogers

You need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Nigga, holla, holla)

[Verse 2: Pressa]

These niggas ain't change (Change)

Click, click, pow, ah

Get 'em out the way

Big 40 Glock, little bitch, no gauge (Gauge)

My nigga go ape (Ape)

Swing it around on 'em

No regular bae (Woah)

Ain't nothin' to play with

Put my name on a bracelet (Yeah)

If I die today

Real nigga, I aced it (Uh)

Run it up, no break (Break)

All talent and greatness, uh

She ran away

To live lavish and famous, uh

Five K 'fit, lil' ma

Watch my head, lil' bruh

I watch money and not a bitch, I'm the type to get a brick gone

Hunnid 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 strapped

He gone, ain't coming back

My diamonds going ham

My plug BlackBerry zap

Real nigga, straight out the street

Backwoods and Hennessy

Strip club in AOD

Ride around in AMG

Like 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 Rogers

You need bricks? Then nigga, holla (Nigga, holla)

  • Artist:Pressa
  • Album:Gardner Express (2020)
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  • country:United States
  • Languages:English
  • Genre:Hip-Hop/Rap, R&B/Soul
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