Strapped Up
I'm strapped up
Soon as I step in niggas gon shut up
Had to hit the studio once again Because I'm fed up
Niggas never listen
Anyway I got to step up
Money on my mind
Everyday I got to stack up
Feeling like I'm Drakeo
But I'm not The Ruler
Bitch thinks she's hot
So I put her in my cooler
The freezer
Big Mercedes the windows tinted
Move like I'm Trump
Because I move with the soldiers
Nigga don't come close
Because the chopper gon touch you
gotcha everyday I gotta fight my Demons
The money
The bitches
All you see around me
Moved out of the ghetto
But I'm still a ghetto baby
Niggas talking Jibrijaba
Yet a nigga balling
Goofy better get some money
Double up my cup
Just how I double up my money
Don't need no shawty
All you bitches cunning
Had to hit her friend
I thought I told you I'm a savage?
All you niggas garbage
Living like a rockstar
How I'm tryna fly a private
Know my mama praying
Got to consult pastor Ralfy
Put the bitch on Xanax
Rocking this exotic
You either drip or you drown
All my niggas dripping
If you tryna get some money
Lil nigga hit me
I've been trapping since a yugin
Tell the bitch to pick pin
Told the bitch I need some money
She said she need a real Gee
Wake up in the morning
Had to pour me up some henny
Because I need to get some money
Swear to God I got to make it
I got niggas in the trenches
Know they gotta make it out
Everyday they got to grind
Swear the sun will surely shine
Shoutout to my niggas in the south
Living in the ghetto swear I pray
You're never sad
Know that you can feel me from afar
I'm still the lil yungin
Who was living in the trash
Struggling in the trenches
I know that shit is never funny
Man I feel like Bobby
How I'm dancing on this hunnids
Told the bitch I'm horny
Made her come in with a buddy
I'm Milli yeah she knows a nigga
Surely can afford it
I don't need a pimp
I got bitches throwing me their bodies
Living too fast
Pray to God I never crash
Know these niggas come around
All because I got the cash
Where was niggas at
When I was living in the trash?
Man I doubled up
I had to focus on the bag
I had to cut out all the bitches
Because a nigga got to climb
Ever since I came up
All these bitches come around
But they know a nigga smart
Yeah we going really fast
You either drip or you drown
All my niggas dripping
If you tryna get some money
Lil nigga hit me
I've been trapping since a yugin
Tell the bitch to pick pin
Told the bitch I need some money
She said she need a real Gee
Soon as I step in niggas gon shut up
Had to hit the studio once again Because I'm fed up
Niggas never listen
Anyway I got to step up
Money on my mind
Everyday I got to stack up
Feeling like I'm Drakeo
But I'm not The Ruler
Bitch thinks she's hot
So I put her in my cooler
The freezer
Big Mercedes the windows tinted
Move like I'm Trump
Because I move with the soldiers
Nigga don't come close
Because the chopper gon touch you
gotcha everyday I gotta fight my Demons
The money
The bitches
All you see around me
Moved out of the ghetto
But I'm still a ghetto baby
Niggas talking Jibrijaba
Yet a nigga balling
Goofy better get some money
Double up my cup
Just how I double up my money
Don't need no shawty
All you bitches cunning
Had to hit her friend
I thought I told you I'm a savage?
All you niggas garbage
Living like a rockstar
How I'm tryna fly a private
Know my mama praying
Got to consult pastor Ralfy
Put the bitch on Xanax
Rocking this exotic
You either drip or you drown
All my niggas dripping
If you tryna get some money
Lil nigga hit me
I've been trapping since a yugin
Tell the bitch to pick pin
Told the bitch I need some money
She said she need a real Gee
Wake up in the morning
Had to pour me up some henny
Because I need to get some money
Swear to God I got to make it
I got niggas in the trenches
Know they gotta make it out
Everyday they got to grind
Swear the sun will surely shine
Shoutout to my niggas in the south
Living in the ghetto swear I pray
You're never sad
Know that you can feel me from afar
I'm still the lil yungin
Who was living in the trash
Struggling in the trenches
I know that shit is never funny
Man I feel like Bobby
How I'm dancing on this hunnids
Told the bitch I'm horny
Made her come in with a buddy
I'm Milli yeah she knows a nigga
Surely can afford it
I don't need a pimp
I got bitches throwing me their bodies
Living too fast
Pray to God I never crash
Know these niggas come around
All because I got the cash
Where was niggas at
When I was living in the trash?
Man I doubled up
I had to focus on the bag
I had to cut out all the bitches
Because a nigga got to climb
Ever since I came up
All these bitches come around
But they know a nigga smart
Yeah we going really fast
You either drip or you drown
All my niggas dripping
If you tryna get some money
Lil nigga hit me
I've been trapping since a yugin
Tell the bitch to pick pin
Told the bitch I need some money
She said she need a real Gee
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Writer(s): Nyore Arikoro
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