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Benzocaine (Pressa Diss) Lyrics by Young Wiggy Guzzi

2017

[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 kill, kill 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 niggas lyin' lyin' they don't run shit 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 wind though
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 Wayans bro'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 fuck
Catch him tumpin' in his uber ride, then just smoke it up
They say, "Guzzi you cold" Nah, I'm frozen up
And any nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga Wassi you idolize, what a hoe ass slut
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 kill, kill 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 niggas lyin' lyin' they don't run shit 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 fuck and your homeboy he a mooniani
RIP to the Taliban nigga is my family
I call the plug for whole squares then I do karate
I hit a lick for a hoe chick nigga tried to [?] me
Now I'm the shit got my old bitches 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 nigga that's drippin' saucy
You a lyin' ass, 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 kill, kill 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 niggas lyin' lyin' they don't run shit bro
I shoulda been up in this game from the get go
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Young Wiggy Guzzi

Young Wiggy Guzzi

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