Shoulder Strap

(J Stove cooked this one)

Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap

On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap

Never been to New Orleans, but let a **** play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped

I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped

Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26

But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six

And a **** been savage since, let a **** have it, **** play, he gon' die automatic

Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics

I heard a few **** died after dissin' on me, know some Z's that'd call that magic

The other side full of faggots

I swear y'all **** funny, y'all **** ain't gettin' no money

Y'all fucked, y'all Playboy Bunny

Them **** heard what team I'm on

Heard they heard what whip I'm in

Wavy Navy gon' get his ends

F&N, might cop a Benz

F&N, might drop your Benz

Throw your flag, better raise your hands

Ain't gon' spare him, I'll spray your mans

Talk off bad around my kin

Catch this shell while I catch my mans

If you want, you can meet these hands

Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap

On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap

Never been to New Orleans, but let a **** play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped

I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped

Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26

But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six

And a **** been savage since, let a **** have it, **** play, he gon' die automatic

Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics

I'm from the side of 305 where tourists never heard of

Fire on my side, when shorty slide, somebody gettin' murdered

They don't wan' no action, them shawties scared, they liable to keep on drivin'

Yeah, I smashed me a ****, but it ain't bring bro back, feel liable to keep on slidin'

Fuck the opps, they gon' keep on hidin'

Roll up, I'ma keep on vibin'

I'ma shoot if you keep on drivin'

In the water, I'ma keep on divin'

And I got somethin' for them **** talkin' 'bout they on to me

Wanna bounce out hittin', straight wig splittin', heard they was only three

Oh, I heard fool fuck with them Z's

Oh, I know where he cop his P's

And I heard he don't cop no pleas

And I heard he gon' drop them G's

These **** flake, I can't get caught fuckin' with the other side

Swear this shit ain't a game, it ain't been the same since my lil' brother died

Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap

On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap

Never been to New Orleans, but let a **** play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped

I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped

Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26

But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six

And a **** been savage since, let a **** have it, **** play, he gon' die automatic

Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics