Strap Out Lyrics

Man, it's about time for me to go over here and bankrupt one of these old bitch ass niggas

Fuck that shit

These niggas think it's a motherfucking game

This jaccin shit a lifestyle

Shit, I get paid every motherfuccin day

Shit, I'm about to pull my strap out now

I'm on go, I'm a goddamn fool

Fuck around, pull my strap on you

Jocc not like them, Jocc is a villain

They with the bullshit, I'm with the business

I'll turn your beef into a steak

Push back your plate like I already ate

Since the beginning, I've been out here winning

Deep in the streets, trying to get a contract extension

Tell me about the play, tell me where he stay

Bet I get everything he got in the safe

Look for the lick, then I study that lick

I'ma come home with a bag of bricks

Give them to my nigga, I don't want that shit

Just break me off when you sell that shit

I know your weakness, you love them hoes

You like to waste money on designer clothes

So you stand out like a hoe in church

Now who you think I'm gon' go get first

Buddy got a gun, but buddy ain't with it

Buddy had to think he ain't trying to go to prison

I don't give a damn, I'ma take that chance

Bust him in the head if he play big man

I don't talk shit on the tweets and posts

Pop me a nigga, sit down and jos

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Mm-hmm-hmm

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Mm-hmm-hmm

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Mm-hmm-hmm

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Mm-hmm-hmm

If I get a itch, I'ma jacc me a bitch

Drop it off nigga and you better be quicc

Gotta have nuts when you do this shit

Friday 13th, it's some scary shit

Zombies walking around for that killer dope

Looking for the nigga in the thriller coat

Lucky night, glad I came

Cause he gon' lead me to the fucking cocaine

When you do a kicc doe, you gotta kick harder

Get this bitch jumping like Vince Carter

We all die one day, but you gon' die early

One false move, so you better try to hurry

Tell a young nigga come talk to me

Cause I can show you how to get the blocc cooking

All blacc hoodie and all blacc pants

Plus I got duct tape on my hands

Two AKs, I call them maids

Watch them hoes go clean the place

Start in the front, then we head to the back

All purpose cleaning like a can of Ajax

Blood everywhere, that's a real good shine

I think you missed a spot cause somebody crying

I don't talk shit on the tweets and posts

Pop me a nigga, sit down and jos

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now

Fuck around and pull my strap out now