The STRIP
Strip
Hit this
Miss
Me
With the bullshit
Who it is
Pull up
Back out
Go in
Left side
Right side
I'm there
She fine
And she fine
I don't care
If she fine
And he 9
Who's scared
I feel good
Life smooth like nair
This bitch mine I don't see the need to share
She so divine I can see her everywhere
Hop out the car
They think I got cancer
I barely speak they think that I won't answer
Spotting the leaches I bite like a vampire
Sapphire
On my ear
Look at what has transpired
Sex, money, and the cure
Hop out bitch fresh manicure
Looking for the answer bitch I been the cure
I ain't sleep you niggas fuck Benadryl
Been did some shit that I don't approve of
Had to make my way back to the good love
Nigga I'm tripping had a fight with my ego
Check out my steelo
Make sure I'm healed though
Had a long talk with my brother
Shit real bro
Keep the shit discreet
Cause the streets don't get low
Gotta contain the heat cause the shit might get cold
Nigga I don't know shit why you keep asking questions
Can't tell everybody about your blessings
Some niggas block shit rather than contest it
Some niggas top shit rather than best it
Some niggas pop shit rather wreck it
They checking me out when I get checked in
If I back out, they gone do backflips
If I walk out the bitch gone get active
Cannot slow down I got too much traction
If I look out, the shit be like woah
If I look down, then I will not know
If you dip out and you take her home
Gotta bring her back that's not your hoe
Strip
Strip
Baby strip
Strip
Baby strip
Strip
Baby strip
Strip, (Strip her mind)
Strip, (Strip her clothes)
Baby strip, (Grip her thighs)
Strip, (Girl let's go)
Baby strip
Strip
Baby strip
Riding round town like I'm Mr. Bitches
I do not pimp
But I be where pimps is
Keep the shit brief if it ain't bout business
I'm in real life while you in the mentions
Hotline blingin' please leave me alone
Bitches be texting asking if I'm home
You ain't even talking bout shit
What you want
Hold up, I think its your bitch on my phone
Seen the strip time and time damn it done happened again
I just been reading between the lines
Cannot sign it with the pen
Trojan horse baby I see the disguise
Most of you niggas gone be your demise
To me and my niggas won't be a surprise
When you see us we gone feel the despise
Hit this
Miss
Me
With the bullshit
Who it is
Pull up
Back out
Go in
Left side
Right side
I'm there
She fine
And she fine
I don't care
If she fine
And he 9
Who's scared
I feel good
Life smooth like nair
This bitch mine I don't see the need to share
She so divine I can see her everywhere
Hop out the car
They think I got cancer
I barely speak they think that I won't answer
Spotting the leaches I bite like a vampire
Sapphire
On my ear
Look at what has transpired
Sex, money, and the cure
Hop out bitch fresh manicure
Looking for the answer bitch I been the cure
I ain't sleep you niggas fuck Benadryl
Been did some shit that I don't approve of
Had to make my way back to the good love
Nigga I'm tripping had a fight with my ego
Check out my steelo
Make sure I'm healed though
Had a long talk with my brother
Shit real bro
Keep the shit discreet
Cause the streets don't get low
Gotta contain the heat cause the shit might get cold
Nigga I don't know shit why you keep asking questions
Can't tell everybody about your blessings
Some niggas block shit rather than contest it
Some niggas top shit rather than best it
Some niggas pop shit rather wreck it
They checking me out when I get checked in
If I back out, they gone do backflips
If I walk out the bitch gone get active
Cannot slow down I got too much traction
If I look out, the shit be like woah
If I look down, then I will not know
If you dip out and you take her home
Gotta bring her back that's not your hoe
Strip
Strip
Baby strip
Strip
Baby strip
Strip
Baby strip
Strip, (Strip her mind)
Strip, (Strip her clothes)
Baby strip, (Grip her thighs)
Strip, (Girl let's go)
Baby strip
Strip
Baby strip
Riding round town like I'm Mr. Bitches
I do not pimp
But I be where pimps is
Keep the shit brief if it ain't bout business
I'm in real life while you in the mentions
Hotline blingin' please leave me alone
Bitches be texting asking if I'm home
You ain't even talking bout shit
What you want
Hold up, I think its your bitch on my phone
Seen the strip time and time damn it done happened again
I just been reading between the lines
Cannot sign it with the pen
Trojan horse baby I see the disguise
Most of you niggas gone be your demise
To me and my niggas won't be a surprise
When you see us we gone feel the despise
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Writer(s): Kahlil Williams
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