Strapped Up - AzChike, Mike Sherm, G-Bo Lean

Dirty Sprite

I be sippin on this lime light

Ain’t no cop

Turn left get yo time right

That b*tch a ten

So I cut the pussy nine lives

Eight niggas net beefin

Cryin down my time line

If you ain’t gone come

Bitch dont come over

And don’t be talkin shit out your cum holder

Aye, If a nigga want some

He get slumped over

Yeah he thuggin off that pill, but won’t slide sober

Rock solid

Bitch im built different

Off a cup of that drank bitch I feel different

Niggas left me hangin an i’m still wit it

Make 'em starve

While I eat up this meal ticket

Damn, I done popped out wit ten

But that ain’t nun cause these bitches comprehend

Fuck a friend, Bitch it’s still a FN

Take the sour, Then I bring the rest in

AzChike (Chorus)

Yeah I said I’m, Strapped up

And I’m back actin stupid

I’m from the city where we rob

Tap in to it

Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts

He think he fit

Well this choppa leave him suited

Said I’m Strapped up

And I’m back actin stupid

Im from the city where we rob

Tap in to it

Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts

He think he fit

Well this choppa leave him suited

Mike Sherm (Verse 2)

Keep a tool

Just in case I gotta finish a problem

Ion never leave the strap

N I ain’t talkin condoms

Ion never leave the house if they ain’t talkin commas

Gave his son a couple dollas

When I fucked his baby momma

Yeah I’m stupid as f*ck

Say he live by the gun

The Glock suited him up

She don’t use no teeth

But she chewin it up

I’m a fool off the henny

I’m a get me a nut

Strapped up

Let us in through the back door

Glock with no lock

Just in case I get backed on

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I ain’t talkin bout a black a hoe

G 21 thats my muhf*ckin fat hoe

Ion cuff broke b*tches

Ion fuck hoe b*tches

N*ggas claim it’s beef

And ion even know n*ggas

Certain n*ggas you gotta f*ck with from a long distance

I was born to be a boss

So I dont listen

AzChike (Chorus)

Yeah I said I’m, Strapped up

And I’m back actin stupid

I’m from the city where we rob

Tap in to it

Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts

He think he fit

Well this choppa leave him suited

Said I’m Strapped up

And I’m back actin stupid

Im from the city where we rob

Tap in to it

Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts

He think he fit

Well this choppa leave him suited

GBO Lean (Verse 3)

Strapped up in this b*tch with them big toasters

Strapped up like we finna ride a roller coaster

Where I’m from they leave you stinkin

That’s a bad odor

Hot n*gga but your b*tch say I’m way colder

Been f*ckin OG b*tches since I got older

Hi-Tec got me leanin

Young Dro’s Shoulder

N*ggas made cause they b*tch want a GBO poster

Vroom Vroom in that cooch a V8 Motor

They don’t want problems

B*tch we way bolder

Suckas claim they want smoke just like a free loader

Until they see that big chop ten times ???

a Stroller

Until we leave they face bent

Lookin like a folder

Kentucky fried chicken

If yo b*tch a goer

I don’t back n*ggas

Call me that front door

No BDK

But we insane

Keep a lotta soldiers wit me

That new ???

AzChike (Chorus)

Yeah I said I’m, Strapped up

And I’m back actin stupid

I’m from the city where we rob

Packin to it

Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts

He think he fit

Well this choppa leave him suited

Said I’m Strapped up

And I’m back actin stupid

Im from the city where we rob

Tap in to it

Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts

He think he fit

Well this choppa leave him suited