Novacane Murda Beatz (Ft. Pressa)

[Intro]
Novocaine, Press
Murda, Murda, Murda shit, Murda shit
M-M-M-Murda
Bah, bah, bah, bah

[Verse 1]
He got pneumonia, his lung is no longer
I'm smokin' deadmi', this that dead people aroma (This that deadmihana)
I fell in love with the stove and the toaster
I fell in love with my block and it was over
Quarter brick, half a brick, got me feelin' like OJ
Sleepin' in my North Face, we come from the north, Jane (That way)
Ran his ass down in my old J's
Caught him on the runway, my shooters shoot 4K (Quality)
OT got me seasick
18 to a 3-6, they say we impressive (Impressive)
Pressa got them under pressure
Throw it in the blender, certified finesser

[Chorus]
Novocaine, Press, novocaine, Press
I just sold a brick, it came with novocaine, finesse
Novocaine, Press, novocaine, Press
I just sold a brick, it came with novocaine, finesse