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strap - my turn lyrics

smoking this sh-t by the ounce

money keep coming in

we ain worried

chorus
i’m on fire i’m a hot boy
n-gga you’ll burn
imma swap the chevy out it was white i paint it orange
i stayed down grind yea
now its my turn
in the back got them pounds
gotta watch out how i turn
if this sh-t ain bout my round
then this sh-t ain’t my concern
man these b-tches hard headed
when the f-ck is they gone learn
you a p-ssy -ss n-gga dont even take care of your children
imma put the money up my grandma old her heart hurting

verse 1

codiene and kush till my f-cken heart burn
broad status holding on
zone 6 n-gga that’s my zone
i got 2 cups styrofoam
tell them folks to go on on
gotta stack a brand new hundred thicker than a hair and bone
gucci shot they ain even in stock
let off shot letting off shots
can’t even come my block
young n-gga first to pop
young n-gga serve that drop
young n-gga swerve that drop
(hol up aye)
i knew them were some 4s but you said them were some 6s
im balling on them hoes like i’m playin for the pistons
f-ck a hater 2 middle fingers
playing both sides you a trader
loui v up under aviators
all black like terminator
young n-gga getting old paper
h-ll nahh ain no favor

verse 2

(yea yea yea yea)
i grind hard for my family
i get on bars and ain rambling
a lot to handle but i manage it
million dollar strategy
designer fabric advocate
100 round drum and it on the bottom of the stick
i don’t promote no violence
but n-gga if i have some conflict
getting money my specialty
free t teck and talor g
got racks all in my legacy
f-ck n-gga can’t step to me
whippin up in the kitchen
shawty gotta fool recipe
my wrist it doing numbers
chain on my neck like it changing colors

- strap lyrics

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