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sosnumba6 - strapped lyrics

got them 40’s and them beamers in my f-cking ride
louis belt glock 40 f-ck the other side
b-tch i’m f-cking strapped
b-tch i’m f-cking strapped
all my shooters got the 40 and the f-cking mac (x2)

b-tch i’m f-cking strapped
ya’ll some f-cking leg shooters
i got head shooters
n-gg- put your -ss to bed shooters
call up 26 n-gg- about to do a hit
got my clip
hitting licks
throwing fists
don’t play that shit
been affiliated always throwing gd
all them bullets that you claiming never hit me
disrespect semi at your f-cking kidney
r7 right there with the uzi
we don’t f-cking play
reppin’ 438
love my city detroit till the world blow
got them glizzys
free the hittas busting shots
n-gg-s know we selling rocks
getting money can’t complain
hop on your chain like gucci mane
thumbing threw these bands
7-4 know i’m the mans
thots got some h-lla cans
b-tch i’m rolling off the xans
steady dropping vl
b-tch i need a deal
n-gg-s know numba 6 b-tch i’m in the field
sipping muddy trouble
my shooters will do a double
pouring act that shit fake it don’t f-cking bubble
my shooters got 40’s 50’s
catch your -ss on hubbell
you want war with us b-tch your squad will crumble
n-gg- i said quit acting f-cking tough
n-gg- i’ll get your motherf-cking buffs snatched
n-gg- i’ll get your motherf-cking squad clapped
all my shooter spraying 40’s and the f-cking mac
all these racks got me feeling like i’m bill gates
only pussy n-gg-s hate that’s a b-tch trait
if i catch your murder case b-tch i’m skipping states
all these leg shooter b-tch i might need a cane
b-tch i learned from dex
never ever cuff a b-tch
and if i do n-gg- i don’t love the b-tch
got the f-cking mac
in my backpack
b-tch i stay strapped
shooters got my back
and they rat-tat

- sosnumba6 lyrics

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