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Strapped (feat. Sleepy Hallow) Lyrics


Dj Megan Ryte Strapped (feat. Sleepy Hallow)

[Intro]
(Megan Ryte)

[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
Yo, hold on, huh
I'm in the Benzo, strapped, huh
Can't let no opps slide, they get whacked
Your bitch a baddie, you can't get her back
And she call me daddy only 'cause I rap
Hold on, wait, huh
Don't want that Perky in my veins
I'm tryna make 'em feel the pain
Put that fire on him, he get flamed, huh

[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
She wanna f..ck but, no, I ain't ready, huh
Only came here for the Becky
I'm pouring up, yeah, I'm gettin' deady
Yeah, Crippin' and I'm on it heavy
My body too official, yeah
Bro, if you shootin', I'm shootin' with you
Niggas be soft, tissue, uh
Bread on your head and I bеt they won't miss you
Yeah, I'm a rapper but I'm still with it
Still makе a nigga go missin'
'Member the trap and I'll never forget it
Still can't believe a nigga quit it
I was just broke, niggas got evicted
Now it's 10K for a sentence
She used to dub me, now that bitch addicted
When she see me she gon' get to licking

[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
Hold on, huh
I'm in the Benzo, strapped, huh
Can't let no opps slide, they get whacked
Your bitch a baddie, you can't get her back
And she call me daddy only 'cause I rap
Hold on, wait, huh
Don't want that Perky in my veins
I'm tryna make 'em feel the pain
Put that fire on him, he get flamed, huh

[Verse 2: Sleepy Hallow]
You know I'm still ducking from the jakes, uh
Still putting opps on skates
Bro got booked for shooting like he Clay
Threw out the Glock, I just want the K
Ayy, wait, huh
Keep on your clothes, girl, I want face
She gave me top, we was in a Wraith
And then she get dropped, I'ma need space
Hold on, huh, pull off, huh
I just ran up and he ran off, huh
She like the drip that I put on, huh
I'm tryna put the whole hood on
Hold on, huh, I like drip, huh
And I like brand new grips, huh
Lil' bro, please don't trip, huh
'Cause I could still get you

[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
Hold on, huh
I'm in the Benzo, strapped, huh
Can't let no opps slide, they get whacked
Your bitch a baddie, you can't get her back
And she call me daddy only 'cause I rap
Hold on, wait, huh
Don't want that Perky in my veins
I'm tryna make 'em feel the pain
Put that fire on him, he get flamed


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