Lyrics Machine Gun - Pressa

Machine Gun

10,000 hours in the kitchen I was cookin soft
All I needs a 100 minutes double up the profit
200 thousand for the yacht and it ain't leave the dock
Bloody hands and bloody feet ain't wearing Louboutins
Put her in Jimmy Choo she call me Jimmy Neutron
I tell her what to do she do exactly what machine want
She wan' match my fly she want exactly what machine got
Shawty throw it back she got it clappin like machine guns

We got machine guns
Boy play with me I crack your head just like a peanut
We heat the streets up tell crodie catch a body if he really want a feature
She go crazy for the killer just like the beat drop
She too expensive she be fuckin up his re up
The plug he throw me dope Seattle Seahawks
I was trapping cookin white girl Mona Lisa
I started with a 8 ball like I'm Zack Levine
My knife fight the pot just like its UFC
They know I got the bag and then I DDT
Pressa go globally he switchin up his currency
You ever see a couple million dollars USD
We bought the platinum prezi goin platinum in the streets
I probably should've had my video on BET
Instead they airing out my business all on TMZ
Nigga know 'bout me
Nigga know I love revenge unconditionally
I'm really loccin in the streets but I don't crip walk
If you need a breeze across the street
I make the brick walk

10,000 hours in the kitchen I was cookin soft
All I needs a 100 minutes double up the profit
200 thousand for the yacht and it ain't leave the dock
Bloody hands and bloody feet ain't wearing Louboutins
Put her in Jimmy Choo she call me Jimmy Neutron
I tell her what to do she do exactly what machine want
She wan' match my fly She want exactly what machine got
Shawty throw it back she got it clappin like machine guns

Shawty throw it back she got it clappin like machine guns
Shawty throw it back she got it clappin like machine guns