Pressa - Mazerati lyrics
[Pressa - Mazerati lyrics]
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you
I'm with my killers, killers in the Maserati
I put four holes in his back like he an Audi
Sneakers, they Bally, my t-shirt Cavalli
Shoes, they gold, they go
Faster than a 'Rarri, but
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, M-Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
And mama, yeah, she good
I'll prolly die first
You say you got shooters, nigga, vice verse
And he say he gon' kill me
Need to heal first
Fuckin' with a nigga get your mom hurt
I'm, I'm flauntin', shooters
They kill for nonsense
And where I come from, killin' is a contest
To be honest, them lies
They start to haunt him
Send shooters down your block
They comin' constant
I'm sellin' work, straight up off the curb
We in the buildin'
But we party on the third
Super swag, hit your bitch with a curve
Watch your ho, she'll prolly switch
Up for a purse, but
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, M-Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
BFR, your swag look like Tarzan
Superstar, oops, I mean a shootin' star
Two twin Glocks, can't tell apart
Tell that nigga play his part
Bricks go NASCAR, my grill yellow
Look like Bart
We-we-we could go from A to Z, no sugarcoat
No ADD you you should thank my mama
Just for makin' me kitchen like a bakery
Cook more food than cateries
This shit ain't a thing to me
Scoreboard look like 9 to 3
Money a daily basis at my realer day to day
Young nigga day to day
On my block like day to day
Sticky uh, ooh, uh, in and out the radar
And your block like a graveyard
Gucci hat and Gucci scarf
Gucci belt and Goyards
Glizzy spittin' like a retard
Diamonds on a new ark
I look like a water park
Fuck it, I look glow-in-the dark
I'm with my killers, killers in the Maserati
I put four holes in his back like he an Audi
Sneakers, they Bally, my t-shirt Cavalli
Shoes, they gold, they go
Faster than a 'Rarri, but
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, M-Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
I'm gon' shoot you
I'm with my killers, killers in the Maserati
I put four holes in his back like he an Audi
Sneakers, they Bally, my t-shirt Cavalli
Shoes, they gold, they go
Faster than a 'Rarri, but
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, M-Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
And mama, yeah, she good
I'll prolly die first
You say you got shooters, nigga, vice verse
And he say he gon' kill me
Need to heal first
Fuckin' with a nigga get your mom hurt
I'm, I'm flauntin', shooters
They kill for nonsense
And where I come from, killin' is a contest
To be honest, them lies
They start to haunt him
Send shooters down your block
They comin' constant
I'm sellin' work, straight up off the curb
We in the buildin'
But we party on the third
Super swag, hit your bitch with a curve
Watch your ho, she'll prolly switch
Up for a purse, but
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, M-Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
BFR, your swag look like Tarzan
Superstar, oops, I mean a shootin' star
Two twin Glocks, can't tell apart
Tell that nigga play his part
Bricks go NASCAR, my grill yellow
Look like Bart
We-we-we could go from A to Z, no sugarcoat
No ADD you you should thank my mama
Just for makin' me kitchen like a bakery
Cook more food than cateries
This shit ain't a thing to me
Scoreboard look like 9 to 3
Money a daily basis at my realer day to day
Young nigga day to day
On my block like day to day
Sticky uh, ooh, uh, in and out the radar
And your block like a graveyard
Gucci hat and Gucci scarf
Gucci belt and Goyards
Glizzy spittin' like a retard
Diamonds on a new ark
I look like a water park
Fuck it, I look glow-in-the dark
I'm with my killers, killers in the Maserati
I put four holes in his back like he an Audi
Sneakers, they Bally, my t-shirt Cavalli
Shoes, they gold, they go
Faster than a 'Rarri, but
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati
Maserati, M-Mase-Maserati
Maserati, Mase-Maserati