Putting racks in a backpack like I play tennis
Got my wrist in a pot until it lock like a chemist
Since a kid I been savage like Dennis the menace
Big Straap USA bitch I'm the lieutenant
Master P bout that paper no limit
Ni... want me to fall off but imma keep winning
We don't hit you we gone double back if we spinning
The opps broke don't want smoke imma let em keep living (for now)
I got bad bitches lined up at a hotel
Putting racks in a rubber band like I got mail
Got sticks, will let em' ring like a door bell
And it's Straap with 2 A's no it's not misspelled
Yeah and I'm still getting cheese like rotel
No we don't rap beef yeah we get shit straight parallel
Double cup, hi tech moving slow like a snail
Big 556 nigga play CATCH SHELLS
Ni... said I fell off, I'm back on and I'm better
All this ice on me cold got me froze like I'm Elsa
Mini Mack 10 with suppressors, get caught and go federal
Yeah I done filled up a safe left some racks in a dresser
Took off on they ass didn't look back I can't help em
20 bands in my pockets flex hard like a wrestler
Ni... saying it's up but freeze up when we catch em
Ni... on that opp shit boy we can't wait to stretch em
In the trap house bussing down pounds trynna get off a load
I done ran my sack up I got rich off of bows
You a rat I ain't fucking with you cause you told
I was broke now I walk around with a bankroll
I'm going beast mode we gone shoot back to back like a free throw
Big boss what the fuck imma beef for
Reach for this chain get him smoked like a primo, let's go
Stop talking to me bitch for I fuck up the count
We got Percocets, pounds and bad hoes in the trap
Get his address push up and put holes in his house
Trapping all year round we don't know bout a drought
Just iced out my teeth I ain't closing my mouth
All my ni... strapped they be tryna shoot a ni... lights out
Boy you broke then a bitch, you ain't shit better pipe down
Remember I ain't have shit, now I walk in I'm iced out
Me and Duce we pushing pounds on the back street
Smoking exotic, Draco on the backseat
I stayed down and I ran that shit up like a track meet
Out of town in a Lambo, shooters trail in a black Jeep
Ni... sneak dissing all on IG tell em @ me
I'm really getting racks boy these ni... can't stand me
Ain't going broke I'm where ever the cash be
Hit that bitch from the back and made her eat a Plan B
Got bad bitches lined up at a hotel
Putting racks in a rubber band like I got mail
Got sticks we'll let em ring like a doorbell
And it's Straap with 2 A's no it's not misspelled
Yeah and I'm still getting cheese like Rotel
No we don't rap beef yeah we get shit straight parallel
Double cup, hi tech moving slow like a snail
Big 556 ni... play CATCH SHELLS