Top Songs By STRAPPED!
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lonely
Songwriter
Lyrics
Indigo
Okay Embasin
Yeah
Uhh
I ain't no rat and I ain't no
Popstar shit
I rap and sing like I was on Disney
Uh, uh
It's coming
Gotta hit the road, bankroll coming with me
Last month, I was in the spot tryna touch a 50
I'm in the trap spot smoking dope
Scales fucking digi
Bitch we online
Need a hotspot come on fuck with me
I got big racks, I ain't touch yet
They coming digi
Holographic diamond ring
This shit is dancing, got you dizzy
Popstar life, I rap and sing like a young **** was on Disney
But I ain't no rat and I ain't no bitch
Little ****, nah you cannot lick me
I'm a real deal rap **** deep in the streets
And I know these fuck **** tryna get me
Like this fucked up system get me
I fucked this lil vamp bitch and she bit me
Almost lost my main bitch to some bullshit
Preaching to these young **** like the
Real big dog sum like a pitbull
Young rich **** I don't go for bullshit
If it's bout money, than we getting it
When they ask me what you doing, I say getting rich
Little bitch she sucked me dry just like licorice
Just like a boxing match, know we hitting shit (uhhh)
Yeah we punching and hitting bitch
Know what I mean we getting these digits bitch
My boy drinking lean he sleep
If I hit the scene I know I'll get in it bitch
And I'm smart
Rick Owens shoes we use we in them shits
I swear this one bitch treat me so good ****
I might fuck around and nut in this bitch
Nah my **** I'm capping
I'm on this bitch sliding yeah I'm rapping
Came a long way from juggin and trappin
Okay bitch we still juggin and we trappin
Long story short you can say we active
Put that fuck **** out yes we mapped him
On the south side this just get jurassic
On the east side lil **** what's happening
On the east side **** my **** what's happening
Playing both sides I bet you get whacked ****
You better not be broke go and get some racks ****
When I hit my main hoe she on her back ****
When I hit my side bitch hit from the side ****
Oh she the backend hit from the back end
I only know one thing is get these racks in
My boy ate a perc pill, just like he Pacman
I'm dripping all black just like I'm Batman
Yes I'm the same young **** from back then
Touched down in LA, fuck it ship them packs here
Then blew what you made real quick at Sak's Fifth
Gotta hit the road, bankroll coming with me
Last month, I was in the spot tryna touch a 50
I'm in the trap spot smoking dope
Scales fucking digi
Bitch we online
Need a hotspot come on fuck with me
I got big racks, I ain't touch yet
They coming digi
Holographic diamond ring
This shit is dancing, got you dizzy
Popstar life, I rap and sing like a young **** was on Disney
But I ain't no rat and I ain't no bitch
Little ****, nah you cannot lick me
Hell nah ****
They cannot lick me
Written by: Bobby Lone