Pressa - Canadian Goose lyrics
[Intro: Pressa] Uh, uh, na-na-naa Uh, uh, na-na-naa [Chorus: Pressa] Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (fur, burr) Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty) I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (bla, bla) I done f**ed up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla,bla) Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube) Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (might do) He once smoke blow, 45 coke (bla, bla) It's a ISO, ayy I'm Michael (bla, Jordan) [Verse 1: Pressa] I talk a lot of sh** 'cause I could back it (up) Got my dick in her throat watch her back it (s**) I'm all about my bread like a fat kid I'm all about my swag like its fashion And I'm super savage, grew up as the bad kid (bad kid) My n***as on your block, call it camping (camping) They don't want no static (nah, nah, nah, nah) Pull up let em have it (bow, bow, bow, bow) k**ers in the first-degree (first-degree) Uh, a lot of n***as wanna murder me (murder me) Ayy, so I got a glizzy (ayy, ayy) Turn him over like he Timothy (Turner) [Chorus: Pressa] Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (fur, burr) Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty) I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (bla, bla) I done f**ed up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla,bla) Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube) Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (might do) He once smoke blow, 45 coupe (bla, bla) It's a ISO, ayy I'm Michael (bla, Jordan) [Verse 2: Tory Lanez] Tory, woo Bang let it bang let it shoot (woo) Hit a stain while I'm laying out the coupe (coupe) With Somalis and they're down to let it shoot Do do do do do I caught the p**y on a roof (ha) From the doll where we known to let it go (go) My n***as they gon' make a hole up at the dope (ayy) Her mama trip I f**ed her in the Bando She said she like the way my wrist whippin' on the stove (whip, whip) With no answer To bring my n***a Nesta back I pay the bands up I catch his k**er, have a real extravaganza Yeah that's my plan, this robbin' sh** won't f** my plans up (woo) No, uh-uh, in the goose fur, with the shooters Wanna meet the President, you gotta f** the bang bros and the crew first (first) I know the truth hurts (ah) Not only that I got some n***as tryna line me (line me) They wanna find me (find me) Nobody help me when I came up so I'm grimey So many n***as wanna see me out and fly me I tell 'em, "run up p**y, try me" (try me, p**y) Tell 'em, "run up p**y, find me" (find me) I been in the Dodge with some k**ers right behind me I remember days when them b**hes weren't beside me I remember in the corner cooking up the 9-piece [Verse 3: Pressa] I give it all up, to see my man back I brought a mobster, to see my opps dead I see the same fed, I knew I clocked it Studio trappin', just for content 'Cause I don't know what they have at the border (border) All this good mixin' bad, feeling bipolar (bipolar) If the feds on my tail, I start to floor her (boom) Big chain on my belly, f** a chocker (f** a chocker) Came up off of home raids, Chucky sleeping over Friday boomin' but Sunday's little slower (slower) Trappin' was a hobby, Honda was the car key (trap) Ayy, hunnid for this Monclees [Chorus: Pressa] Canada goose fur, I'm so cold burr (fur, burr) Back to school shopping, I just bought a ruler (thirty) I'm a shooter, I'ma shoot first (bla, bla) I done f**ed up and got me in a cruiser (bla, bla,bla) Mercedes-Benz coupe, ring a ice cube (Benz coupe, ice cube) Live my life so fast, ain't telling what I might do (might do) He once smoke blow, 45 coupe (bla, bla) It's a ISO, ayy I'm Michael (bla, Jordan) [Outro: Pressa] Big chain on my belly, f** a chocker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah