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storm - get the strap lyrics

get the strap ft o’luk o’mara

[hook the $torm]
pussy boy don’t make me get the strap, then i clap your -ss
rollin off the good gas
pull out the dirty mac
get to squeezing on your -ss
i got you running ha
toting glocks back to back
that’s how we bang n-gg-

[verse 1 o’luk o’mara]
pussy n-gg- talking shit
but he don’t know i got them clips
got two glocks on me right now
n-gg- you know it’s 30 clips
in the trap house right now
and am whipping up my wrist
i got a choppa og and selling them bricks
smoking gelato am making them flips
the packs came in and you know that shit sealed
i’m pouring the wock idon’t measure no mills
i roll with a strap cause you know i got wheels’
i can’t f-ck with you, cause you know i be real
i see you public you know ama k!ll you
my weed to loud i can’t even hear you
i got your b-tch and i put her on pills
and i kicked her out the whip i don’t care how she feel
chasing money
b-tch you know am tryna make a f-cking mill
tell my shooters, rob your -ss for the dollar bill
nah for real
“pull up to your school do a drive by
roll the window down, shoot him down man down. ”

[hook the $torm]
pussy boy don’t make me get the strap, then i clap your -ss
rollin off the good gas
pull out the dirty mac
get the squeezing on your -ss
i got you running ha
talking glocks back to back
that’s how we bang n-gg-

[verse 2: the $torm]

30 round clip cause i love the way my pistol clap
good gas rollin off gelato
got my mojo strapped
on the block hustling with my boys
for the dollar bills
big bills got me feeling like the chosen one, may be the golden one(golden one), hustling for the money since my -ss was young
i was posted in this b-tch, just
tryna get it 2 for 10, may be just a 3 for 8
i be hustling everyday
choppa on me and it kick back (ba! ba!)
hand me exactly what i told you for them bricks(for them bricks)
trap house jumping big and we got a lot clips
we be ridding with them sheets
watch so cold it broke my wrist
might just have to snatch your b-tch
but ain’t really with that shit
am too og for your b-tch
talk to much you see this clip
chopper clapping like the f-cking six
b-tch!!!

- storm lyrics

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