Cobby Supreme - Strapped lyrics

[Verse 1:] Pistols poppin Shells fly you see the bodies drop I'm knee deep in these streets you n***as dip dobbin Too many n***as tryna hustle Just stick to robbin Imagine grindin 12 hours with 200 dollars Block boy It's my rise to the top boy 10 speed handle bar before I did the drop boy I rock a soldier rag but nuttin like the hot boys Mine navy blue "S" dome with the co*ked toy Yea and I walk it like I talk it boy You don't wanna squabble you socks like the top drawer White Lincoln with the light grey leather seats Chrome Alpinas on Pirellis sold separately Hell yea I'm rich rollin with the weaponry in case I got to pop a f** n***a like a ecstasy So a worry on my mind is what you'll never be I'm ready for what ever beef You n***as ain't no threat cause I'm [Hook: x2] Strapped But you don't want no problems with my squad Come through yo block n***as poppin out the cars We Clap And I don't care who you are n***a f** yo hood n***a f** yo hood [Verse 2:] These n***as is b**hes they whisper they business to women And wonder how the cops catch em and b**hes is snitchin Brag about a bank lick and a couple of k**ins Now he done talked hisself right into a life sentence Damn I guess stupid is a stupid does Just a message for you stupid crips and stupid bloods Look I'm not as stupid as ya'll thought I was come through yo block and let ya'll talk about who co*ked the slug Sick sh** Ruthless scandless crip sh** What I was raised on stunt and get your brains blown Slauson n***a I bet you get banged on That's what my n***a Shady Blue got the gauge for That's what my n***a Blacc Sam got the Mac for Feds frontin my spot I'm runnin out the back door But it's a wrap cause they had me surrounded Took me to the ground Then they took me downtown Cause I was [Hook x2] [Verse 3:] Now when you come to my hood you better watch yo back And when I come to yo hood you know I got that Mac Cause I'm strapped And you don't want no problems with my squad Naw you don't want no problems with my squad I'm fresh of the c**aine block I'm back k**in em Yo boy turn a B 12 base rocks to benjamins One way ticket to the NYC Told my P.O. my auntie died I got to visit my peeps But um Look you know that's not the case right I'm splittin dutches on a stoop with a 8th like Yea I see it's money on the east coast I'm faded off that henney and that purple city weed smoke So holla at me cause I got it if you need dope West side n***as so you know we got the cheap quotes He so off comma 6 0 comma "S" I'm a threat to enemigos [Hook x2]