Strap Lyrics

I spit that hot shit, might as well go and gimme a tic tac

They ask where my strap at, nigga I keep that shit in my book sack

That nigga act tuff now, nigga know that he ain't gonna do shit

He flashing his guns now, niggas know he ain't gon shoot shit

That nigga a bitch that nigga a hot he got a strap but he ain't let it blow

That nigga pussy you already know when I up on the strap then I'm upping the score

That nigga know he a rat that nigga know he a sis dat nigga know he snitch

I might as well fuck his bitch make that hoe suck on my dick

These niggas know that I'm Quan and I'm all about money I'm all about cheese

These niggas know that I like all them trees

Cause I like all that money I like all that green

These niggas broke as bitch and you kno that shit is to funny to me

Nigga you know that I fuck on yo bitch made her suck on my dick

Had that hoe on her knees

These niggas know that I got all the drip

And I smile for the camera they snap I say cheese

Might as well call me a rat

Cause I chase after cheese like a motherfuckin motherfuckin feen

These niggas hoes these niggas bitches

These niggas broke and they envying me

That nigga act like he with it till I see his ass fuck around and out his ass on a tee

I keep my Glock I keep my chop I keep my motherfucking stick

That niggas talkin that shit till I fuck around

And slap his ass with my motherfucking blick

That nigga hoe yeah she suck she gobble she slobin she all on my dick

That nigga hoe yeah she suck she gobble she slobin she all on my dick

I spit that hot shit might as well go and gimme a tic tac

They ask where my scrap at nigga I keep that shit in my book sack

That nigga act tuff now nigga know that he ain't gonna do shit

He flashing his guns now niggas know he ain't gon shoot shit

Cause I ride around town and I lookin for opps

If you run on my block yea that nigga gettin pop

That nigga act like he cool but that nigga he a opp

Run on my block yea dat nigga gettin pop

Nigga know he a bitch he a hoe he a opp

I fuck his bitch I made her suck on my dick

And I put it in I made dat bitch say stop

Never trust a bitch never trust a hoe never trust a nigga never trust a soul

Run up on yo block with the glock

And let it blow nigga talkin like he with it till I wipe a nigga nose

Niggas know I got it nigga as know

I'm bout the cheese these niggas broke and they envying me

That nigga act like he with it till till I see his ass

Fuck around put his ass on a tee

I spit that hot shit might as well go and gimme a tic tac

They ask where my scrap at nigga I keep dat shit in my book sack

That nigga act tuff now nigga know that he ain't gonna do shit

He flashing his guns now niggas know he ain't gon shoot shit