
strapped up - fenix flexin & bravo the bagchaser lyrics
[chorus: fenix flexin]
we ain’t staying safe, we staying strapped up
like an audience, we get you n*ggas clapped up
we was racing, all you n*ggas getting lapped up
she ain’t no city girl, but baby wanna act up
i’ve been [?] like a fat f*ck
n*gga, call me michael jackson, get your ass touched
[?] bands, n*gga, last month
she want a perky, it depends, this my last one
[verse 1: bravo the bagchaser]
b*tch, i stay dangerous
my 40 bang, give a f*ck what you claming
with 20 on the e*way
lane changing, yeah, i be rapping, but the f*cking chop singing
money h*lla long, you can see the gwop hanging
cut a n*gga off, i be out here road raging
look, i’m too numb
i don’t feel you b*tches, ’cause i’m too numb
infatuated with the monеy, b*tch, i’m h*lla booed up
and she look likе a [?] girl, but she booed up
you was thinking that she love you, but she sucked the crew up
i done got me a pint, i’m finna f*ck my food up
[chorus: fenix flexin]
we ain’t staying safe, we staying strapped up
like an audience, we get you n*ggas clapped up
we was racing, all you n*ggas getting lapped up
she ain’t no city girl, but baby wanna act up
i’ve been [?] like a fat f*ck
n*gga, call me michael jackson, get your ass touched
[?] bands, n*gga, last month
she want a perky, it depends, this my last one
[verse 2: fenix flexin]
i hate a stupid b*tch, ’cause she stupid
when it comes to getting money, n*ggas clueless
why you loyal to that b*tch, when shawty useless?
you play with us, we finna leave a n*gga toothless
shoot a n*gga in his ass, like i’m cupid
all these snitching ass n*ggas got some loose lips
i just popped a blue xan, on some new sh*t
she getting tired of f*cking you, she need some new d*ck
i make the chopper sing to you, just like alicia keys
if you looking for a problem, i got what you need
i make the chopper sing to you, just like alicia keys
n*gga tried to run up on me, so i gave him three
[chorus: fenix flexin]
we ain’t staying safe, we staying strapped up
like an audience, we get you n*ggas clapped up
we was racing, all you n*ggas getting lapped up
she ain’t no city girl, but baby wanna act up
i’ve been [?] like a fat f*ck
n*gga, call me michael jackson, get your ass touched
[?] bands, n*gga, last month
she want a perky, it depends, this my last one
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