Strategizer lyrics

by

Bris


[Chorus]
Aye!

Baby suck di*k like a pacifier
All my n*ggas p*ssed , yeah they [?]
f*ck with bris he make it flip im a strategizer
An the Glock got a switch that turn to rapid fire
32 up in the stick , thats magic johnson
Shoot my shot dont let it drip and now its baskin robins
If she broke and suck di*k then send her ass to stockton
Heard they wanna pop bris , cause they mad im poppin


[Verse 1]
Aye!

Let it drip like some candle wax
I be with pits i have my dawgs come and handle that
I was watching n*ggas hate i turn my channel back
You said you gon slide for me couldn't count on that

And it get real in the field , so dont play with me
And this Glock my roomate this b*tch stay with mе
I just gave it plastic surgery it got fake tittiеs
And these shoes on my feet cost me $850!
Aye , whats them shoes on your feet? i think thats Margiela Masons!
Soon as i started breathing n*ggas started hatin'
Threw a scope up on the chop just for farther aimin'
I can never be no doctor i ran out of patience

Pull up on em with that Glock and we gon slap shots
(aye bro , we gon leave his body on the blacktop!)
When i bring that pipe meltdown like a crack rock
Catch a 3 piece brodie thats a jackpot!

[Chrous]
Aye!

Baby suck di*k like a pacifier
All my n*ggas p*ssed , yeah they [?]
f*ck with bris he make it flip im a strategizer
An the Glock got a switch that turn to rapid fire

32 up in the stick , thats magic johnson
Shoot my shot dont let it drip and now its baskin robins
If she broke and suck di*k then send her ass to stockton
Heard they wanna pop bris , cause they mad im poppin

[Verse 2]
I can never leave that pole so i tend to carry
I do a n*gga cold like its ben & jerrys
n*ggas writing all they songs with a dictionary
Can't believe my brothers gone inside a cemetery
Plus i had hoop dreams so i got to ball
Never seen what i saw if you never got that call
You on instagram , you are not involved
Homies call me cork bottle cause i pop it off

Kick it off , punt it , or even field goal
We really in the field we tote real poles
This b*tch gon get the boot these ain't steel toes
Ant , Pop , And Bub who we drill for

This ain't cakeboss , [?]
I put that on the Ridge and n*gga miss boogie
Yall probably could of hit but yall sent rookies
My pockets full of blues like im crip [?]

[Chorus]
Aye!

Baby suck di*k like a pacifier
All my n*ggas p*ssed , yeah they [?]
f*ck with bris he make it flip im a strategizer
An the Glock got a switch that turn to rapid fire
32 up in the stick , thats magic johnson
Shoot my shot dont let it drip and now its baskin robins
If she broke and suck di*k then send her ass to stockton
Heard they wanna pop bris , cause they mad im poppin
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