Stryker ft. BJM Bates Lyrics

Aye Nigga, broad day, 762's, ARP, Choppers, 30s, and all that playing back and forth

Fuck entertainment, fuck music, let's die

Let's meet up and die

Let's die, ASAP, nigga

Let's meet right now

Whenever you see this live, just DM me the addy, we're gonna be through there

Let's shoot it up, let's shoot it out

I'm ready to die about this shit, nigga

Fuck that, nigga

I don't wanna make no songs

Bitch, it's crash out twins, hop in a stryker with gang

We burnin' the rubber, we breakin' the asphalt in

Most of these niggas won't die for they brother that love

Not real, so I don't want no friends

Badass bitch, fast ass whip

Couple hundreds might drop a bag real quick

Stand on business, has been a little minute since I popped out trim, talked my shit to

you, niggas

Bitch, it's crash out twins, hop in a stryker with gang

We burnin' the rubber, we breakin' the asphalt in

Most of these niggas won't die for they brother that love

Not real, so I don't want no friends

Badass bitch, fast ass whip

Couple hundreds might drop a bag real quick

Stand on business, has been a little minute since I popped out trim, talked my shit to

you, niggas

You done slimed out your mans, crossed all your friends

Guess it's time to crash out twin

I done ran up the bands, broke up my hands

Fuckin' up bands, can't crash out twin

Yeah yeah, yeah, I'm not the same, little boy y'all keep playin' with I'm foided in this bitch

You twitch, I glitch, I get to spraying in this bitch, boy

He flinch, won't miss

Ain't that bout a fuckin' bitch, boy

Sixty miles, ain't shit

Let me push this bitch, boy

I'm in a stryker, green as the grinch

Ghosted the whip, switch out the vin

Look like a spirit, slippin' through traffic

Bitch ass nigga, I'm asthmatic

I can't breathe, I'm locked in

Like a fuckin' sniper, nigga

Spacey in that backseat, smokin' on that diaper

Bitch, it's crash out twins, hop in a stryker with gang

We burnin' the rubber, we breakin' the asphalt in

Most of these niggas won't die for they brother that love

Not real, so I don't want no friends

Badass bitch, fast ass whip

Couple hundreds might drop a bag real quick

Stand on business, has been a little minute since I popped out trim, talked my shit to

you, niggas

Bitch, it's crash out twins, hop in a stryker with gang

We burnin' the rubber, we breakin' the asphalt in

Most of these niggas won't die for they brother that love

Not real, so I don't want no friends

Badass bitch, fast ass whip

Couple hundreds might drop a bag real quick

Stand on business, has been a little minute since I popped out trim, talked my shit to

you, niggas

K.O.D

Yeah, let's go

Life's a game, let's gamble for your life and roll the dice

Sleight of hand, John Wick a man

I'ma take one before I die

Crash out twin

Crash out who

I might fuck round crash on you

Sink or swim

Jumpin' in

I got nothin' else to lose

I got some bad habits, doin' 120 in a 45

I'm just a bag addict, dream of money while I sleep at night

Let's go band for band

Let's go bitch for bitch

Let's go hand to hand

Let's go fist to fist

Bitch, it's crash out twins, hop in a stryker with gang

We burnin' the rubber, we breakin' the asphalt in

Most of these niggas won't die for they brother that love

Not real, so I don't want no friends

Badass bitch, fast ass whip

Couple hundreds might drop a bag real quick

Stand on business, has been a little minute since I popped out trim, talked my shit to

you, niggas