Strap'd (Bonus) (Remix) ft. BroitsK'd, HITT & Amani O+ Lyrics

Ahhh Shit

You mean I gotta kill this shit again

(Achoo) Wipe my nose for no reason

Sneezing allergic Di man dem greazing

Scheming tryna catch the kid sleeping

Reaching (reaching) so now I got leave 'em

Leaking (leaking) niggas outta pocket tweaking, (tweaking)

100 degrees they Leaning

Speaking gibberish no need to repeat it (no need to repeat it)

I stay strapped (strapped)

All gas no cap (gas)

Always on go I ain't looking back

Don't slack (nah) pull up on the gawd get packed (packed)

Heavy handed you don't know how to act, (Achoo)

She moving that thang like Ice Spice, (like damn)

Knock the pussy out that's Fight Night, (Mama)

Shake that shit go crazy (Shake it)

No baby don't be lazy (Nah)

Head shoulders knees and toes

Face down ass up that's all she knows (oh lord)

Open wide let me bust this load

Round 2 don't blink baby yeah let's go (Let's Go)

(Shit) oh my god

Rocket man to the moon taking off

imma blow her back out lay the smack down make her tap out then she pass out when i get up in it raw

Achoo, damn I got the flu

I'm drinking tea and I'm eating some soup

I do my thing they don't know what to do

Ya bitch hit my line and told me to come thru She riding the train while I hit the kaboose Imma get loose when I'm off of the goose When I blow up you gon hear the kaboom

They feel the threat and try calling a truce

I haven't tasted nothing weeks

My bodyaches I'm feeling so weak

Shortness of breath no I cannot breathe

I sound like a smoker coughing and wheeze

I'm burning up I turn up the degrees Thermometer saying 103

2MOMZ the shit man I thought I told ya And I'm so sick like I got corona

(Achoo) Wipe my nose for no reason

Sneezing allergic Di man dem greazing

Scheming tryna catch the kid sleeping

Reaching (reaching) so now I got leave 'em

Leaking (leaking) niggas outta pocket tweaking, (tweaking)

100 degrees they Leaning

Speaking gibberish no need to repeat it (no need to repeat it)

I'm strapped so you know I'm ready to pop

I'm soning these Niggas like if I'm they pops

My lyrical range is an even exchange

I'm giving them hell so they're giving me props

If it's Shazam then you know it's a bop

If it's Jay Wil then you know it's a bop

We killin this beat like as if it's an opp

No cap like a bottle that's missing a top

Stop, you cannot fuck with the movement

All of my Niggas are savages

Shouts to the guys for letting me get on this beat

So I can show y'all what a savage is

Put to the test I don't care what your average is

Please keep it pushing like babies in carriages

Married to money these Niggas is broke

So now they're jealous of how good that my marriage is

Now baby shake that shit for me

And work this dick like a shift for me

Music To my ears, symphony

On my face you can sit for me

Don't spill tea have a sip for me

This is art, that they should display in the MET

If loyaltyyy, equals royaltyyyy

Then I stay inside queens like I play for the Mets

I put y'all in check while collecting a check

Expect, that I take no disrespect

I'm strap'd, please bite the bullet

Niggas be claiming they're triggered but never would pull it

I know the truth hurts Kuz they hate how I put it

Real work I put in, they're sweeter than pudding

I'm all about blues like the Niggas that's throwing up c's

Flow so sick it's gonna sneeze like…..

(Achoo) Wipe my nose for no reason

Sneezing allergic Di man dem greazing

Scheming tryna catch the kid sleeping

Reaching (reaching) so now I got leave 'em

Leaking (leaking) niggas outta pocket tweaking, (tweaking)

100 degrees they Leaning

Speaking gibberish no need to repeat it (no need to)

Ain't no need to repeat it

Beat it, Better run you defeated

Heated from the fire call me phoenix

Reasons, that we are here man you already know

Running these tracks like I'm running the Show

Fuck what you heard Bitch it's Amani O

Couple thous and seated at Apollo

Feastin off boos (yeah) That's how it go

Escargot how I ate that (ugh)

Conscious raps so I state facts (aye)

Industry trash when they make tracks Money over substance sound like they hate rap (ah ha)

Had us waiting in line?! nah we out tho (ah)

Time to put they song as the outro

Liberate the nip let the blouse go

Free (who?) Mumia let him out yo

Back on my bully I menace the yard

Coming for queen, watch me body the guard

Coming for king, said you claim to be God

Rebuking yo crowns, I am hardly like y'all

Strapped with a pads at the pad

Donkey of the day that's yo ass, speak it out scream it out

Make em go down south when you freakin out (oww)

Cat done got your tongue so here's the lesson

Pussy powering through all your blessings

Pussy strong as shit and birth the world

Pussy want the pussy it's your heaven

Cat done got your tongue so here's the lesson

Pussy powering through all your blessings

Pussy strong as shit and clear your sinus

Medicine the music from your highness (that shit)

(Achoo) Wipe my nose for no reason

Sneezing allergic Di man dem greazing

Scheming tryna catch the kid sleeping

Reaching (reaching) so now I got leave 'em

Leaking (leaking) niggas outta pocket tweaking, (tweaking)

100 degrees they Leaning

Speaking gibberish no need to repeat it (no need to repeat it)