YSN TM - STRAPUP Lyrics

See me clutch and get out the way, I don't feel no f*ckin' twit I can't wait to send em to his man so Jay can rest a bit
Pop out the whip, let them bitches eat Tapped his face hard with the drake, he put his ass to sleep
Why you runnin'? Where you goin'? Don't start flyin' I'm tryna make a song with Oz, but they just keep on dumb
Gon' kill his ass, I see his face because he keep on runnin' I try to tell myself chill out, but I just keep on slumpin
I'm not lucky, I'm a soldier, but I still ain't got Stick though with my killers, lurkin' like we play on call
Just line the snake, he tryna play it, man, this shit get hot I catch him, then I fap him, that make shit get hot
Bitch keep grappin' on my dick, I just snatch a nigga's gut Boy don't die tryna go around, we be spankin' off
F*ck Bush's master, shot him once, he ain't had enough Birdie got Drake at the job, his ass be actin' up
Slow me down, no cap, it's us, dude, I really be rappin' slow
F*ck the bitch, then kick her out, bae, you can pack your stuff
Before I even got Simon, I was turnt to sweat I see a troll and he get tempo, I'm gon' burn him up
Hit that car, he tried to skirt out, we done flipped away Just made a slight advance today, in my dick he fit
It's in my bag right now, if I do that hit, opps keep on callin' quits Let me catch a f*ckin' snake, I bet this chopper hits
Boy don't play, gon' catch this fire Boy don't act like you on smoke, cause you will wind up on a flyer
First hop, I need another wood, I'm tryna get real higher Boy don't hit this block, trippin', we a knockout, y'all damn tires
If I see his ass, I got this G-lock for a reason, but I'll beat his ass I always call my nigga, cause he a Leo ass
Just did a hit, we in the text, we gotta lose the test
We gotta lose the test