Strap On Me
I don't know why they talk down on Binoo
I got that strap on me I get you gone faneto (no)
She only actin' nice she want the dineros
Askin' all them questions talkin bout she wanna be part KTO
Like what you know strap on me & my brothers we gon' bust ya dome
This that type of shit you can't be talkin' can't let nobody know
Mane creepin' slow hit ya out ya stash spot bitch I take ya dough
Watch my back they can't be trusted can't move wrong no
Grimey motherfuckers yeah they be talkin down
Pillow talkin' with these bitches I can't have you around
Playin' dress up with these bitches lookin like a clown
Dancin' with these bands in my pockets you can't turn me down
Heavy weight we aint pushin' L's
Vaccum sealed can't catch a smell
Not servin' yo type clientele
Head honcho workin' my personnel
I'm standin' on tens if you test my patience gon' catch a shell
I'm standin' on business leavin' your momma cryin' sendin' her farewells (What)
I don't know why they talk down on Binoo
I got that strap on me I get you gone faneto (no)
She only actin' nice she want the dineros
Askin' all them questions talkin bout she wanna be part KTO
They been talkin' down on me keep on runnin' your mouth I'm itchin to get you gone
They been talkin' down on me they been hatin' on me from the jump my money been long
Tryna do right but I'm battlin' my demons Kill a nigga on sight
My choppa be hissin' glitch em' leave a nigga missin' masked up creepin' thru the night
Spinnin' around they block like we on patrol knockin' out yo lights
Knock him off his feet choppa spittin' rounds make a nigga take flight
Don't give fuck bout what you niggas on
Introduce you to my chrome
Not the type to get along livin' good but I been done wrong
Only catchin' me surrounded by some go-getters okay
Puttin' in overtime I'm tryna get some more cheddar okay
Splittin' your wig you cannot sew it back together no
Fuck around I'm tryna get you gone forever
What they sayin they can't get like me I do it better no
They be tryin' to jock my style I'mma trend setta
I don't know why they talk down on Binoo
I got that strap on me I get you gone faneto (no)
She only actin' nice she want the dineros
Askin' all them questions talkin bout she wanna be part KTO
I got that strap on me I get you gone faneto (no)
She only actin' nice she want the dineros
Askin' all them questions talkin bout she wanna be part KTO
Like what you know strap on me & my brothers we gon' bust ya dome
This that type of shit you can't be talkin' can't let nobody know
Mane creepin' slow hit ya out ya stash spot bitch I take ya dough
Watch my back they can't be trusted can't move wrong no
Grimey motherfuckers yeah they be talkin down
Pillow talkin' with these bitches I can't have you around
Playin' dress up with these bitches lookin like a clown
Dancin' with these bands in my pockets you can't turn me down
Heavy weight we aint pushin' L's
Vaccum sealed can't catch a smell
Not servin' yo type clientele
Head honcho workin' my personnel
I'm standin' on tens if you test my patience gon' catch a shell
I'm standin' on business leavin' your momma cryin' sendin' her farewells (What)
I don't know why they talk down on Binoo
I got that strap on me I get you gone faneto (no)
She only actin' nice she want the dineros
Askin' all them questions talkin bout she wanna be part KTO
They been talkin' down on me keep on runnin' your mouth I'm itchin to get you gone
They been talkin' down on me they been hatin' on me from the jump my money been long
Tryna do right but I'm battlin' my demons Kill a nigga on sight
My choppa be hissin' glitch em' leave a nigga missin' masked up creepin' thru the night
Spinnin' around they block like we on patrol knockin' out yo lights
Knock him off his feet choppa spittin' rounds make a nigga take flight
Don't give fuck bout what you niggas on
Introduce you to my chrome
Not the type to get along livin' good but I been done wrong
Only catchin' me surrounded by some go-getters okay
Puttin' in overtime I'm tryna get some more cheddar okay
Splittin' your wig you cannot sew it back together no
Fuck around I'm tryna get you gone forever
What they sayin they can't get like me I do it better no
They be tryin' to jock my style I'mma trend setta
I don't know why they talk down on Binoo
I got that strap on me I get you gone faneto (no)
She only actin' nice she want the dineros
Askin' all them questions talkin bout she wanna be part KTO
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Writer(s): Binoo A
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