Lyrics
Do you got a strap, nigga?
I grew up with pill sniffers and crack dealers
Keep it 100 if you try me, get whacked, nigga
Free my nigga Boogs, free my nigga Smack, nigga
You ain't GMB if you don't know star and black, nigga
Quit to X and nigga out if you owing that's, tic-tac, nigga
Pull a Smith out, ain't got that rock, we a slap, niggas
We get to bustin' out the Sprinter, overlap, niggas
Pillow talkin' to them hoes, hit him with that Mase look
Trippin' while I'm in a Tesla, I just popped a Facebook
20 hoes, one MB, thinkin' that's a great look
Niggas know my mob deep, reason why they stay shook
This ain't Madden, I just blitz niggas in my playbook
Different bitches in the telly tryna switch me in the main brood
Heard a opp got smoked from tryna box, he got a great hook
I'm in LA, I get him clipped, he got a shape up
Me and Mal's tryna 2v2 some hoes who wanna play us
Bounce out the V, get close up on that nigga like it's lay-up
We layin' belt on all the opps and plus they broke
That's why they hate us
I love a thick bitch who look good without no makeup
I put 10K on the slip and Miles says, so tell him, pay up
Every time back ain't goin' catch a head, he get a pay cut
Tell the opps, go check the score, cause we like eight up
My lil' brother only 10 and I got him gettin' ate up
You left fat boy on the ground, go tell them niggas, pick his face up
Do you got a strap, nigga?
I grew up with pill sniffers and crack dealers
Keep it 100 if you try me, gettin' whacked, nigga
Free my nigga Boogs, free my nigga Smack, nigga