Pressa – Cool, Calm & Collected

Pressa – Cool, Calm & Collected Lyrics

Artist: Pressa
Song: Cool, Calm & Collected

Ooh
Yeah, uh
Cool, calm and collected (Collected)
Countin’ up a check just to run through it (Run through it)

Hatin’ on another man, nah, we don’t do that sh#t (Do that)
Playin’ my position, top one, f#ck a top ten (Ten)
Pourin’ up drank (Yeah), baby come take a sip (Sip)
High speed in foreign cars, we playin’ (Playin’)

Only thing I’m rollin’ up is tank, tank (Gas tank)
I’m tryna get rid of this taste (Taste)
No trust, I know they two-faced
A13 to the 305 in Miami

Shawty gon’ come out her panties (Panties)
Good pipe gon’ f#ck up her hairpiece (Hairpiece)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pass me that motherf#ckin’ light, please (Light green)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Park it up (Uh)
First one, spark it up (Spark it up)
One more dollar bill, they gon’ bust it

Buns enough
The hatin’ you did, it wasn’t enough (‘Nough)
f#ck that talkin’ tough because that sh#t speaks for itself (Yeah)
My b#tch, she calm in a lecture (Lecture)

We’re slidin’ around, presidential
Cool, calm and collected (Collected)
Countin’ up a check just to run through it (Run through it)
Hatin’ on another man, nah, we don’t do that sh#t (Do that)

Playin’ my position, top one, f#ck a top ten (Ten)
Pourin’ up drank (Yeah), baby come take a sip (Sip)
High speed in foreign cars, we playin’ (Playin’)
Only thing I’m rollin’ up is tank, tank (Gas tank)

I’m tryna get rid of this taste (Taste)
No trust, I know they two-faced
Cool, calm and collected (Cool)
Runnin’ up a check, b#tch (Check)

Bricks of that cocaine (Coke), heavily invested
She fell in love with [?] and herbal essence
Brand-new Glock put him nighty-night (Night)
Ain’t do no wrestlin’

Audemar, it’s a plain Jane (Plain), and it’s a classic (Classic)
Couldn’t cross me ’cause Press Machine, he ain’t Catholic
Certify this trap sh#t (Trap)
Trip to Miami (Trap)

Bricks in the Camry
Hunnid shots when I win my Grammy
I’m in the club and I’m with Swae
She asks me what my neck, I told her, “It’s a hunnid K”

I’m sellin’ drugs, baby
I’ve been workin’ in the stu’ like f#ck the club, baby (Club)
I told her, “Fly and tell [?] that God gave me” (God)
Cool, calm and collected (Collected)

Countin’ up a check just to run through it (Run through it)
Hatin’ on another man, nah, we don’t do that sh#t (Do that)
Playin’ my position, top one, f#ck a top ten (Ten)
Pourin’ up drank (Yeah), baby come take a sip (Sip)

High speed in foreign cars, we playin’ (Playin’)
Only thing I’m rollin’ up is tank, tank (Gas tank)
I’m tryna get rid of this taste (Taste)
No trust, I know they two-faced

I’m in the club and I’m with Swae
She asks me what my neck, I told her, “It’s a hunnid K”
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From the album:
Gardner Express (Deluxe) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021