Straps Songtext

I ain't paid the tag, man, I gave him a gun
We box your car engine for fun
Me and my lil' bro got guns
Me and my lil' bro got straps
.223 hit at his scalp (Surf—)
Jump off the porch with a glizzy, now I up that
Fucked a nigga ho, now I can't get my shirt back

Double cup with drank and I'm dripped like a birdbath
No the fuck you ain't, why you got on that song and capped?

Nigga on turnt shit only (Only)
Nigga hang with straps in the function (Uh)
Went and got racks in the mornings
Take him off a pack, he ain't want it
Bitch got some tats on her butt and she showin' me
Twin'll up fire up in here, get to blowin' it
Trackhawk sound likе a fat kid snorin'
I ain't paid the tag, man, I gave him a gun
We box your car еngine for fun Me and my lil' bro got guns
Me and my lil' bro got straps
.223 hit at his scalp (Surf—)
Jump off the porch with a glizzy, now I up that
Fucked a nigga ho, now I can't get my shirt back