Get the Strap - RUCCI, SHORELINE MAFIA

Still trappin' out the Jetta, ayy, ayy

Serving crack I won’t let up, ayy

A trendsetter, my homies into chin-checking

Big stepping in this bitch with some big weapons, ayy

Go the wrong way down the one way, ayy

Put a nigga to bleep, free Gunplay (That's on Norf), ayy

Campin' out from Monday to Monday (What?)

I’m mister ride by my lonely (Go)

I feel like Tony in this bitch (Tony in this bitch)

The world is mine, you say you down, then show me, lil' bitch (You gotta show

me, lil' bitch)

I’m at the line, I’m shootin' shit like Kobe, lil' bitch

With a long nose like Ginobili

I’m known to get rich and bust down with my homies

Ayy, I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right

Fuck what you saying, gettin' rich 'til I die

Gettin' money, gettin' high, fuckin' bitches, living life

Do this every night, man, I can’t get right

I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right, ayy

Bitch, I’m mollied up and I’m probably out my mind

I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right, ayy

Bitch, I’m mollied up and I’m probably out my mind, go

I’m with Rucci countin' uchies, gettin' money out a groupie

Niggas hatin', bitches choosing, get the units, then I move 'em

Percocets, you know I chew 'em, think it’s sweet until we shootin'

We done really made a movement, not with music, talkin' units

Yeah, we rap it, but we do it, ain’t the same (Ain't the same)

I done really came a long way from trips on that train (For real)

I’ma drop another four and kill the pain (Kill the pain)

Ever since I started ballin', I swear shit ain’t been the same

Ayy, I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right

Fuck what you saying, gettin' rich 'til I die

Gettin' money, gettin' high, fuckin' bitches, living life

Do this every night, man, I can’t get right

I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right, ayy

Bitch, I’m mollied up and I’m probably out my mind

I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right, ayy

Bitch, I’m mollied up and I’m probably out my mind, go

Instagram bitch gettin' flown out for dick

I’ma blow her back out with the blower on my hip

I’ma fuck her through the zipper, I can’t never trust a bitch

I’ma trap like forever, I been trappin' since a jit

I’ma shoot it out the whip, she be droolin' on my dick

You pay her rent, but we with your bitch foolin' at her crib

I’ma shoot it out the whip, she be droolin' on my dick

You pay her rent, but we with your bitch foolin' at her crib

Test Norf, ballin', need a court

I just poured a fourth and I nut on this whore

I want a million so I’m finna go on tour

Pull the stick out, flame a nigga like some smores

She washing all the dishes, she doing all the chores

She brought all her friends but I told her bring some more

HellaWave to the core, Walgreens, I’ma score

He still pourin' ones, my lil' nigga poured a four

Ayy, I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right

Fuck what you saying, gettin' rich 'til I die

Gettin' money, gettin' high, fuckin' bitches, living life

Do this every night, man, I can’t get right

I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right, ayy

Bitch, I’m mollied up and I’m probably out my mind

I got a strap in my coupe, bad bitch to the right, ayy

Bitch, I’m mollied up and I’m probably out my mind, go