Lotto Savage — Strap
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Fell in love with that Glock, I kept that thirty-three
Draco in the bookbag, keep that foreign murder scene
Call up Flag, yeah he send you to emergency
If a nigga play, it gonna be a murder scene
Strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap)
I keep a tool yellin’ strap (strap)
You playin’, I’m loading the strap (strap)
Strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap)
Like a celly, get talk with a strap (strap)
Call my man, he pull up with a strap (strap)
Call my man, he pull up with a strap
Keep that thirty-three on me, no cap
Fell in love with them Glocks, got that bitch with a stock
You cannot catch me without a strap
All of my niggas be strapped up
We havin’ them ARs, them MPs, and dracos
Seven point six twos hit your body
Damn that’s another case closed
Straps (straps), straps (straps), straps (straps), straps (straps)
Talkin’ slow then we airin’ ’em out
Call up Flag, he gon’ send ’em out
Straps (straps), straps (straps), straps (straps), straps (straps)
We the ones you been hearing about
In the streets while you wait in the house
Fell in love with that Glock, I kept that thirty-three
Draco in the bookbag, keep that foreign murder scene
Call up Flag, yeah he send you to emergency
If a nigga play, it gonna be a murder scene
Strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap)
I keep a tool yellin’ strap (strap)
You playin’, I’m loading the strap (strap)
Strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap)
Like a celly, get talk with a strap (strap)
Call my man, he pull up with a strap (strap)
Never leave the house without a strap
Keep the fire on my side like a lighter
If a nigga wan’ play, I call up lil Flag
He pull up with shooters and snipers
I keep a drum in my bookbag
Pull that shit out now you gotta have surgery
Glock hit with extended clips and this a thirty piece
One in the chamber, you know I’m not lacking
I’m never running when it come to action
Got thirties and drums on everything, we got
Strapped up like we ready for war
Scope on, you better pray for your boy
Any kind of strap you wanna name, yeah we got it
MP and the style on my back
New Glock, twenty-seven beam on the body
Fell in love with that Glock, I kept that thirty-three
Draco in the bookbag, keep that foreign murder scene
Call up Flag, yeah he send you to emergency
If a nigga play, it gonna be a murder scene
Strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap)
I keep a tool yellin’ strap (strap)
You playin’, I’m loading the strap (strap)
Strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap), strap (strap)
Like a celly, get talk with a strap (strap)
Call my man, he pull up with a strap (strap)
