Dirty Sprite I be sippin on this lime light Ain't no cop Turn left get yo time right That bitch a ten So I cut the pussy nine lives Eight niggas net beefin Cryin down my time line If you ain't gone come Bitch don't come over And don't be talkin shit out your cum holder Aye, If a nigga want some He get slumped over Yeah he thuggin off that pill, but won't slide sober Rock solid Bitch I'm built different Off a cup of that drank bitch I feel different Niggas left me hangin an I'm still with it Make 'em starve While I eat up this meal ticket Damn, I done popped out with ten But that ain't nun cause these bitches comprehend Fuck a friend, Bitch it's still a FN Take the sour, Then I bring the rest in Yeah I said I'm, Strapped up And I'm back actin stupid I'm from the city where we rob Tap in to it Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts He think he fit Well this choppa leave him suited Said I'm Strapped up And I'm back actin stupid I'm from the city where we rob Tap in to it Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts He think he fit Well this choppa leave him suited Keep a tool Just in case I gotta finish a problem Ion never leave the strap N I ain't talkin condoms Ion never leave the house if they ain't talkin commas Gave his son a couple dollas When I fucked his baby momma Yeah I'm stupid as fuck Say he live by the gun The Glock suited him up She don't use no teeth But she chewin it up I'm a fool off the henny I'm a get me a nut Strapped up Let us in through the back door Glock with no lock Just in case I get backed on [?] I ain't talkin bout a black a hoe G 21 that's my muhfuckin fat hoe Ion cuff broke bitches Ion fuck hoe bitches Niggas claim it's beef And ion even know niggas Certain niggas you gotta fuck with from a long distance I was born to be a boss So I don't listen Yeah I said I'm, Strapped up And I'm back actin stupid I'm from the city where we rob Tap in to it Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts He think he fit Well this choppa leave him suited Said I'm Strapped up And I'm back actin stupid I'm from the city where we rob Tap in to it Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts He think he fit Well this choppa leave him suited Strapped up in this bitch with them big toasters Strapped up like we finna ride a roller coaster Where I'm from they leave you stinkin That's a bad odor Hot nigga but your bitch say I'm way colder Been fuckin OG bitches since I got older Hi-Tec got me leanin Young Dro's Shoulder Niggas made cause they bitch want a GBO poster Vroom Vroom in that cooch a V8 Motor They don't want problems Bitch we way bolder Suckas claim they want smoke just like a free loader Until they see that big chop ten times [?] a Stroller Until we leave they face bent Lookin like a folder Kentucky fried chicken If yo bitch a goer I don't back niggas Call me that front door No BDK But we insane Keep a lotta soldiers with me That new [?] Yeah I said I'm, Strapped up And I'm back actin stupid I'm from the city where we rob Packin to it Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts He think he fit Well this choppa leave him suited Said I'm Strapped up And I'm back actin stupid I'm from the city where we rob Tap in to it Crossed state lines back in Massachusetts He think he fit Well this choppa leave him suited