Gotta Stay Strapped (feat. Alley Boy & Project Pat)

Yes I’m smoking weed always pussy let's go

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped yes sir

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped ride

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no Sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

Doping and whipping, a groupie ho on my dick

These hoes ain’t in love with me

They in love with my chips

No seat belt is strapped

But I gotta strap in my lap

Got rats comin for my cheese they

Gonna run across my trap

Money on your head but you

Ain’t gonna need a cap

Put your ass to sleep, take a permanent nap

I got plenty of tools

But I don’t play with them

I go to sleep with all my bitches

Yeah I lay with them

Homie I’m always strapped, like a green beret

In my cup I got that lean, that’s that drink

Some of my niggas trappers

Some of them crooks

If you think we ain’t bout to bust

You dumb as you look

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped yes sir

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped ride

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no Sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

Got nine shots for that Warren Sapp

All the heroine on my block

Our junk is runnin laps

We ridin round with that strap, nigga takin?

All these? ass niggas eatin, so we takin?

You gettin money, so we take yo money

Don't be lookin funny, gon spill ya onioin

Start runnin, hear that thang hummin,?

Niggas start runnin

Ain't gon chase ya, but I'm gon get ya

Ya homeboys, they goin with ya

It's a reaction, malt liquor

Young niggas, hair triggers

Cold blood, laid his ass out

All the lil niggas on the 150

They the ones that had the?

We the ones that had to go hard

And lay niggas head in lap on the rap

It’s time to take the cheese from the trap

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped yes sir

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped ride

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no Sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

I’m after the cheese, after the green

Call it trap Kermit

Straight hoppin, pistol poppin

We ain't got no permit's

Been up in here for four

Five days, call me hood Hermit

Can't show no bread like Lenny on good times

Had to burn him now it's gonna learn him

You pancake niggas mouths flippin

Banana chopper turn your niggas

Cherries into banana split's

Gettin head like a fitted cap

From yo baby moms

Nigga mad, now he wanna do a pimp bodily harm

Project want?, double barrel in your face

I’m on some rubber band business, Juicy J

Automatic guns, paper sacks

Full of presidents every shell wiped off

I ain't leavin evidence

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped yes sir

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap

I’m ridin with that package so

I gotta stay strapped ride

I ain’t tryna catch that pack

So I gotta stay strapped no Sir

With two nines to your chest

We gon call you Warren Sapp

For you rats that’s tryna take

Cheese from the trap