Strip Anthem
Playin' with a bunch of fuckin' little-ass, rockstar-ass kids that's livin' the fuckin' suburbs, ain't never been around no fuckin'— that's it, nigga, I'm around savages every fuckin' day (What the fuck?)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Glock with the stock, that's a clip with control
Hop on my cock, she get rock with the roll
Bust at the opps, I don't stop to reload
Top, at the top, yeah, my Glock, it don't fold
Fuck that bitch, she love that shit
Straight blue hunnid, no counterfeit
She put tongue all on my dick
Told me that she love that shit (Uh)
She like the way that I walk, she fuckin' the cock, we outta the roof
Shawty might bust at the opps, [?][0:51]
This that shitty flow, no plunger
Moved up from the dungeon
And I'm rockin' all black like I just came from Wakanda
All that Dolce & Gabanna outta stock, boy, you ain't flexin'
Ain't no opp gon' catch mе lackin', voices tell me pick my wеapon
I see death, it press, protect your neck
'Cause it's demons in my head and they sayin', "Air this TEC"
Bitch, I'm a vet, he a pussy, he a poodle, I play fetch
When I'm throwin' bullets at yo' dog, boy, he ain't comin' back
Bitch, it's the—
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Ayy, ayy
Flip shit like reciprocals, oh, it's another man down
See them niggas tryna search for gold
They ain't put they fuckin' hand out
Too many snakes in the path and it's only gang-gang
Scream, "All for the set," better duck when you hear that sound
Watch out, watch out, see?
We been on top like [?][1:44]
Think you been the boss, you silly
Suck my dick, get with it, bitch
Straight fronted to the whole city
Slide through your block and we scope the vicinity
Slide with the stock, cause damage critically
Bitch, I pop my shit
You can feel it in your chest when I talk my shit
God damn, send shots at the opps and shit
I don't know, I need to chill 'cause my tolerance is through the roof
Hey, lately, out my mind
Lately, lately, out my mental, yeah
Running all the time, grind my teeth, I break my dental
They like, "2K, beat that pussy up," how you feel?
It's the [?][2:14]
[?] did I mention?
I swear that all my demons callin', the people fallen, but where? Huh
Bodies pilin', why you cryin'? You scared, pussy
I can't stress no shit from those who talkin' ain't prepared, pussy
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Glock with the stock, that's a clip with control
Hop on my cock, she get rock with the roll
Bust at the opps, I don't stop to reload
Top, at the top, yeah, my Glock, it don't fold
Fuck that bitch, she love that shit
Straight blue hunnid, no counterfeit
She put tongue all on my dick
Told me that she love that shit (Uh)
She like the way that I walk, she fuckin' the cock, we outta the roof
Shawty might bust at the opps, [?][0:51]
This that shitty flow, no plunger
Moved up from the dungeon
And I'm rockin' all black like I just came from Wakanda
All that Dolce & Gabanna outta stock, boy, you ain't flexin'
Ain't no opp gon' catch mе lackin', voices tell me pick my wеapon
I see death, it press, protect your neck
'Cause it's demons in my head and they sayin', "Air this TEC"
Bitch, I'm a vet, he a pussy, he a poodle, I play fetch
When I'm throwin' bullets at yo' dog, boy, he ain't comin' back
Bitch, it's the—
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Ayy, ayy
Flip shit like reciprocals, oh, it's another man down
See them niggas tryna search for gold
They ain't put they fuckin' hand out
Too many snakes in the path and it's only gang-gang
Scream, "All for the set," better duck when you hear that sound
Watch out, watch out, see?
We been on top like [?][1:44]
Think you been the boss, you silly
Suck my dick, get with it, bitch
Straight fronted to the whole city
Slide through your block and we scope the vicinity
Slide with the stock, cause damage critically
Bitch, I pop my shit
You can feel it in your chest when I talk my shit
God damn, send shots at the opps and shit
I don't know, I need to chill 'cause my tolerance is through the roof
Hey, lately, out my mind
Lately, lately, out my mental, yeah
Running all the time, grind my teeth, I break my dental
They like, "2K, beat that pussy up," how you feel?
It's the [?][2:14]
[?] did I mention?
I swear that all my demons callin', the people fallen, but where? Huh
Bodies pilin', why you cryin'? You scared, pussy
I can't stress no shit from those who talkin' ain't prepared, pussy
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip), Strip (Strip)
Credits
Writer(s): Nuri Saberin, Aishan Nasir Fuller Allen, Jesse Mendes, Jonathan Mccray, Matthew Mardiaga
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