Striker Musik

Lyrics

[Intro: Babyfxce E] Huh, yeah (Pull that bitch 'round the back) It's with an X, nigga (Yeah, tell 'em pull it 'round the back) Bitch, bitch Yeah [Verse 1: Babyfxce E] Gettin' a striker easy, all you need is a ProPad Plug it up on the passenger side by the floor mat Don't even start it up, put it in neutral and let it roll back And if you wonder how I know, 'cause YouTube, bro, I don't condone that Rob a nigga that owe me 'til his pockets pay his debt off Bitch so bad, I took two minutes, I couldn't even get a sweat off Dog want fair and square, I up the Glock, told him bet was off I probably sold a couple pills before, but I don't mess with dog Post a snippet and don't drop it just to mess with y'all Give lil' bro a couplе dollars to get the extras off Lеt him fill up in his own blood like some epsom salt Got head from two bitches at one time, that's an extra thought And my shit was soft, both of them bitches couldn't even get me up Parked a stolen car, called big bro to come and pick me up Why do I do these things and, man, I know this shit gon' get me booked? Hop out with the switch and he start crying, he know he evened up My AmEx card just came in, I'm done spendin' money If I put you on my main mans, then you wasn't really for me Bro don't never miss, but when he shoot it, it's so ugly I fell asleep, forgot to hit, I'm like, "Ooh, this bitch so lucky" This a fully 5.56, bro, you can't shoot that with the button Grab the K if that bitch jam 'cause it don't do that with them Russians Know why you ain't got no money? 'Cause you out here clubbin' Focus on that chicken 'cause your bitch probably out here fuckin' [Verse 2: Six Ward Von] Jumped the curb in the 'Cat, spilled a cup of Trish (Spilled a cup of Trish) Nigga can't put 'em on a rack, but he can fuck a bitch (But he can fuck a bitch) This nigga chain small as hell, he need another inch (Need another inch) Havin' withdrawals 'bout that pussy make me reminisce (Make me reminisce) He tryna play with my name, I'm tryna send a blitz (I'm tryna send a) I just bust on her face, you tryna give her kiss (Mwah) You lookin' for them Perky thangs, I can get 'em in (I can get 'em in) My young just spint a nigga block, I'm tryna spin a Benz (I'm tryna spin a) Park the striker 'round the back, put it right behind the Scat' So they won't see, my young nigga got the hood hot (Got the hood hot) I know some niggas duckin' wreck, bendin' corners in the 'Vette I had to call my lil' ho because the wood dropped Niggas act like I don't be out, you can't miss this bitch I switched lanes too fast, almost flipped this bitch He don't even know how to pour the drank, boy, your ass a kid You ain't even got no fuckin' rank, who you tryna trick?