(I'm strapped up, I'm strapped up and I ain't gone away uhn)
(Yeah I'm ready to spray)
Uh, hustlin', ready to die, I'm from Brownsville
When come up outta places like this ready to kill
Ain't no play on Hot 97, 'cause they don't vibe these lines
'Cause I ain't welcome when I'm packin' my nines
Damn, I get the moneybag when I drop my lines
My gun's hot when I run it behind the blinds
Paranoid mind, it's gunnin' time
Premiditated crime, ain't nobody get tired of this grime?
Choppers spray up, nigga, I'm strapped up
I humbled your boys and I get the money packed up
G-pack, click-clack, kick back
When you spot me, muhfucka, you gon' get back
Clip loaded, muhfucka, I spray off again
Nine on my hip, 'cause I'm 'bout to spray my MAC-10
I furrow my brow then I pull up strapped up
And it's okay
Situation got complicated, my clip pack up
And it's okay
Don't ask many questions 'cause I'ma spray up
And it's okay
Look muhfucka, ain't no mercy
Pussy niggas and light bars can't hurt me
I'm gon' paint a bang drama shit
Yeah I rolled up and I'm 'bout to spray the llama shit
It's Biggie Down, bitch, Knicks hat back flip
I was reckless when I started with that gangsta shit
I put my crew on the ride and started poppin' my gun
I started gettin' paper and the dogs called my son
But I don't slip, my guns always spray up
When I rolled up to the warehouse enemies prayed up
Damn, always strapped up on the grind
When I check my hands they full of grime
When you get optimistic, Yeah I stay pop my nine
When fools push me that's the gunnin' back
I furrow my brow then I pull up strapped up
And it's okay
Situation got complicated, my clip pack up
And it's okay
Don't ask many questions 'cause I'ma spray up
And it's okay
(Yeah I'm gon' wrap it up right here, man)
(Always strapped up)