S.T.R.A.P Music (SingnTrapnRapnPop) Lyrics

I don't want no problems, baby, man, I'm really tryna get shit in motion

Yeah, shawty, she bad when I dive in her pussy

It's super wet like the Pacific Ocean And I ain't doin' no jokin

And I ain't wastin' no time Yeah, I love how her body smile

Yeah, she want me to come show my devotion

I play no games with her, and she wet like the ocean

Yeah, shawty ain't green, but she definitely eat me up like Yoshi

Man, it's kryptonite how she throat me

I ain't gotta get back on my grind

And i'm a block boy, I can't be wasting my time

Please don't slip on this drip, bout to sail off, so hop on the jiggy shit

Why niggas always talkin' shit, complainin' about shit

They can't keep up with, it's my time

To stomp down the game, I can't let no nigga get in the way

Niggas fuu, they not feelin' my pain

Stuck in a loop, old bitch callin', I guess things ain't ever change

I guess things ain't never change

Not known to fight, but let's get one thing right

Where the beef reside, you can always call me to slide

Big Jiggy been the truth, ain't no need to lie

Ain't no funny talkin' with a gang around

And if that nigga scared, better tell him stay inside

You already know what's goin' happen when we come outside

Man, look at that boy run and hide

Yeah, he's always tellin' lies

I'ma shoot him with the .45

Yeah, pack-a-punch the Glock, that nigga gon' die

Shawty, just look in my eyes

And tell me what you see

Yeah, that's my nigga, no defeatin

Yeah, I got a couple friends who already died for some street beef

Hurry up, offense, I gotta make a play indubitably

All this hate is stupid to me

Gotta get back on my feet, I won't stop the grind until my mission complete

Too many niggas off of drugs

Talkin' about the work they put in the streets

I don't see any point, it's useless to me

One thing is certain, I gotta stay true to my Bushido code

What do you mean by that

Man, you already know what I mean

They ain't true to the code

You know how that shit go

Put that shit on soul

Real nigga, watch me break through the mold

I can't fold on the code

Won't let them demons into take my soul

Stay equipped with a weapon

If a nigga talk slick, send his ass up straight to heaven

Hope he don't have his bitch, yea, cause she the next to go

And we don't even gotta talk no more

Crossed em', break a fuck nigga down

What goes around comes around

Big steppers from the back roads, that's the Meadows

We do all we need to stop and rest

Look, uh

I don't want no problems, babe

Man, I'm really tryna get shit in motion

Yeah, how this shit go

Put that shit on soul

Real nigga, watch me break through the mold

I can't fold on the code

Won't let them demons entertain my soul

We're the muhh fuckin' best

We're the muhh fuckin' best