Mail Man Pressa

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[Hook]
That lil bitch fucking with so many guys
His big homie boss is a friend of mine
And I just sent a message to a plug of mine
Mail man dropped the bird like it's dynamite
Baby girl fucking with so many guys
His big homie boss is a friend of mine
And I just sent a message to a plug of mine
Mail man dropped the bird like it's dynamite
[Verse 1]
I'm in some Off-White and Valentino
I put that pussy on a wave I drive a speed boat
Everybody wanna kill me like an animal
Mail man dropped the bird like Geronimo
Fuck a broke nigga, Fuck a broke bitch
I lost my best friend, I nearly lost it
A'int no bunk beds in the coffin
And Pressa drop a nigga like a casket
And Pressa turn a bird into an ostrich
We fell in love with the game and then we sauced it
Gucci money clip and fuck a wallet
The day I trust a bitch I bought a spaceship
And I been in the hills eating blueberries
We throw it all in the air like a hail mary
And we did it all with bloody money
I'm in the kitchen cooking dope til my arms bury