Strapped lyrics

[Intro: Blac Youngta]
Ayy, ayy, n*gga
Know the f*ck up, n*gga
Know we ridin' out with MAC-11s n*gga, Smith & Wessons, dracos on deck right now b*tch
Know what I'm talm 'bout
Wessons, .38, all that sh*t n*gga
We got it on deck, we strapped, ho
Firzt on the track
CMT for life, ho

[Chorus: DaBaby & Blac Youngsta]
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (f*ck n*gga, lil' n*gga)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah b*tch, I'm strapped)
She waiting on me to pull out the condom, I tell her I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (f*ck n*gga, I'm strapped)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
I heard the f*ck n*gga talking 'bout robbing, go tell him I'm strapped (I'll push your sh*t back)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (f*ck n*gga, lil' n*gga)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
I heard the f*ck n*gga talking 'bout robbing, go tell him I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
She waiting on me to take off the condom, b*tch where they do that?

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
Young-Young n*gga strapped with a MAC-11
I'll s-I'll send a f*ck n*gga straight to Heaven
I'll kill in front a reverend
Every time I see a fiend, n*gga, they gotta catch me
H-Ho wanna know what we reppin'
They know-they know I'ma die bout them three letters
I'll [?] a b*tch head, I'll f*ck her while I'm strapped
You ain't getting pregnant on me never
Went and brought guns for my shooters
All the extended's for my Rugers
I just got me some more haters
Now them n*ggas wanna shoot me
Bend a b*tch over hit it from the back
In the back of my grand daddy's Cadillac
Young rich n*gga, yeah my pockets fat
I came a long way from selling crack in the trap
(f*ck n*gga, f*ck n*gga, lil' n*gga)
Yeah, b*tch, I'm strapped
My lil' n*ggas with me, they went down for me
And that's that on that
I'm in love with my lil' n*ggas
They in love with me back
Can't no n*gga come between us and break it up
That's that on that
You know we strapped
[Chorus: DaBaby]
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah)
She waiting on me to pull out the condom, I tell her I'm strapped (I tell her I'm strapped)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Ooh)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah, yeah)
I heard the f*ck n*gga talking 'bout robbing, go tell him I'm strapped (Go tell him I'm strapped)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Ooh)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Turn up)
I heard the f*ck n*gga talking 'bout robbing, go tell him I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
She waiting on me to take off the condom, b*tch where they do that? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Oh, you ain't got a gun, you better get one
I ain't shooting in the air, I'm tryna hit something
I got so many b*tches on me, hard to pick one
I'm a good looking n*gga with a big gun
Eenie meenie miney mo, I be like, "Which one?"
You can keep the skinny hoe, I want the thick one
I got the broke b*tches off and got a rich one
You never had a n*gga like me, better get one
Put a hundred round drum on the Draco
My b*tches smack me with a gun if I say so
I get money, so a lot of hoes on me
But I don't really want the pus*y, I'ma say, "No"
I'm a boujee n*gga, baby, I don't need it
A lot of pretty b*tches calling me conceited
I used to f*ck your baby mama, it's a secret
If I ain't got a rubber she can keep it
[Chorus: DaBaby]
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah)
She waiting on me to pull out the condom, I tell her I'm strapped (I tell her I'm strapped)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Ooh)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Yeah, yeah)
I heard the f*ck n*gga talking 'bout robbing, go tell him I'm strapped (Go tell him I'm strapped)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Ooh)
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped (Turn up)
I heard the f*ck n*gga talking 'bout robbing, go tell him I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
Yeah b*tch I'm strapped
She waiting on me to take off the condom, b*tch where they do that? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)