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lirik lagu young wizzy guzzi - benzocaine (pressa diss)

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[hook]
pressa why you lyin’ you ain’t never sold no bricks, no?
it’s young wiggy guzzi i got the brick flow
many men wanna k!ll, k!ll me quick, woah
zip through the jane north face and whip my clip tho
young wiggy guzzi guzzi guzzi, where you been tho?
in the traphouse whipping corners out the fishbowl
these n-ggas lyin’ lyin’ they don’t run sh-t bro
i shoulda been up in this game from the get go

[verse 1]
you pressin’ bricks and gotta license, you ain’t own a whip tho?
guzzi do the chain blow and blowing kush smoke out the window
your lightbright chains they be blowing in the window
you brokeboys probably pitching on a rental
i flip a bird, then i might go buy a benzo
i see a opp, then i’m shakin’ up my extendo
[?] the whole world and your friends know
so poled, near the reggie pack smellin’ strange tho
on the real on the reggie i count up range rovs
my life is don’t be a menace, your version’s [?]
they say they gon’ wiggy guzzi i’m still waitin’ tho
spittin’ lines, watch the gullible just soak it up
talkin’ bout novacaine press and you broke as f-ck
catch him tumpin’ in his uber ride, then just smoke it up
they say, “guzzi you cold” nah, i’m frozen up
and any n-gga call me out, i’m showin’ up
i call osama, he runnin’ comin’ he 30’d up
like white rice with goat, the way he’s curried up
this is facts, you’re fuga you need to story up
ask them n-ggas who run the jane? and they know it’s us
feelin’ like i’m jefe, my glizzy gang just loadin up
a pound of loud on the round table just smokin’ it up
he put fifteen through my tims, he thought he soaked me up
ridin’ ’round with the fetty wap ’cause he woke me up
a key’s really a key, the door’s open up
that n-gga w-ssi you idolize, what a hoe -ss sl-t
scared to go the big house, and throw it up
cashmere burberry trench coat just to warm me up

[hook]
pressa why you lyin’ you ain’t never sold no bricks, no?
it’s young wiggy guzzi i got the brick flow
many men wanna k!ll, k!ll me? quit, woah
zip through the jane north face and whip my clip tho
young wiggy guzzi guzzi guzzi, where you been tho?
in the traphouse whipping corners out the fishbowl
these n-ggas lyin’ lyin’ they don’t run sh-t bro
i shoulda been up in this game from the get go

[verse 2]
ain’t no deadmi round here, smokin’ that loliani
it’s loud as f-ck and your homeboy he a mooniani
rip to the taliban n-gga is my family
i call the plug for whole squares then i do karate
i hit a l1ck for a hoe chick n-gga tried to [?] me
now i’m the sh-t got my old b-tches they try to call me
i’m not mike jones but back then you didn’t want me
i just counted a hunnid up and i’m still hungry
i just loaded a hunnid up i don’t feel lonely
walkin’ ’round with some dead men i’m a real zombie
charge bro for a body, i’m screaming free akhi
all them nights i was dead broke couldn’t sleep properly
i had to open some brick tape just to be a bossy
walkin’ ’round with a big bag, like i’m doin’ laundry
shake these haters off, fendi, louis, ferrogami
she keep it moist for a thorough n-gga that’s drippin’ saucy
you a lyin’ -ss, northie, broke bum you must be tweakin’ homie
and you can come to the south side if you really want me
it’s just flippin’ cold hit and he blame demons ’round me
i’m smokin’ dead zombie, dead loliani

[hook]
pressa why you lyin’ you ain’t never sold no bricks, no?
it’s young wiggy guzzi i got the brick flow
many men wanna k!ll, k!ll me? quit, woah
zip through the jane north face and whip my clip tho
young wiggy guzzi guzzi guzzi, where you been tho?
in the traphouse whipping corners out the fishbowl
these n-ggas lyin’ lyin’ they don’t run sh-t bro
i shoulda been up in this game from the get go


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