Lyrics

[Chorus] One, two, them boys coming for you Three, four, you better lock your door Five, six, hideyo'bitch 'Cause we gon'pull up deep with them sticks Ayy,yeah, I keep a strap, please don't make me mad Pleasedon'tmakeme mad, pleasedon't make memad Ayy, you know I keep a strap, please don't make me mad Please don't make me mad, please don't make me mad [Verse] Ayy, you know I keep a strap, nigga, don't make me mad Add it up, how much was that? Ayy, I don't play no games but them bullets playing tag And I don't check no prices, I just throw it in the bag Woah, I ain't even swerving, in the coupe I zig zag Watching niggas in the corner, yeah, they hate, yeah, they mad I don't wanna be your friend, I don't fuck with niggas like I am a lesbian Do the dash for the cash 'cause I'm all about my bands Try to touch my fortune, I might blast off your hands Blue hunnids in my pants, got my pockets crying All your pockets starving, now your pockets dying They can't take the pressure that I'm applying I'ma move in silence 'til it's perfect timing Now I'm steady grinding, ayy [Chorus] One, two, them boys coming for you Three, four, you better lock your door Five, six, hide yo' bitch 'Cause we gon' pull up deep with them sticks Ayy, yeah, I keep a strap, please don't make me mad Please don't make me mad, please don't make me mad You know I keep a strap, please don't make me mad Please don't make me mad, please don't make me mad