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点击复制Attachments - Siqe remix
Lyrics by：Taliban Glizzy/Quinton Gardner
Composed by：Taliban Glizzy/Quinton Gardner
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 murder murder murder 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 little bro
From the six but I got thirty-six 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 and couldn't shake he want 'em dead
Uh thought he was a shooter 'til he got his ass shot bah
Ain't runnin' out of money bitch we runnin' outta opps
Just caught a play for ten thousand I spent that shit on Glocks
He spent ten on his chain he shoulda saved it for a box
Swank hopped out with that ARP and knocked him out his socks
He called my phone laughin' told me"Watch that shit on Fox"
They thought 'cause I got money that the murders gon' stop
Nah I'm on that front line in the trenches with my 'ocks yeah
Ain't stoppin' 'til they all dead I put that on the code
My niggas down to roll doin' life without parole
That fake ass gangster image he portrayed got exposed
When he went in front the judge and he told
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
And she on dick she see this Glizzy got attachments
For all these bitch ass niggas that try to circle back
Slugga 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 and couldn't shake he want 'em dead