Striker Tunes lyrics

[Intro: 24Lik & RealRichIzzo]
n*gga look like a bug (RealRich)
Naw, I was just playin', I was just playin', man, you feel me?
Man, n*gga, you better stop playin' with me
f*ck wrong with you?

[Verse 1: 24Lik]
My fit Heron, but I don't do no hard drugs (Do no hard drugs)
Ain't have no handout, I had to get it out the mud (I got it out the mud)
Ain't been broke since a n*gga made his first dub (Swear to God)
You wear that sh*t to every party, go get in the tub (Get your broke ass on)
My chain got some hoes on it, man, this b*tch a club (Get it?)
I'll bust in the b*tch and still don't show no love
I done got sloppy on the hit, forgot to use the gloves (What the f*ck?)
She was 'bout to let me hit, but it ain't smell like Dove

[Verse 2: RealRichIzzo]
Thought we scored, Head tryna hit thе 'Wood, but he don't do drugs (What you on, man?)
Gucci belt, had YSL beforе I knew Thug (Young Thug)
I just took a n*gga Glock, now I got two guns
Been doin' good, ain't shot a n*gga in almost two months
I been bored, ain't no drops on the floor, so I been in the stu'
Coach Izzo, callin' plays like I'm at MSU
If I catch you commentin' on an opp post, then you in it too
Heard them n*ggas movin' to the A, I'm finna bend with Moo
[Verse 3: 24Lik]
If bro pop another pill, ain't no tellin' what he finna do (Better be safe)
I'm tryna drop this check and dip, who you bank with, boo?
My new crib ten floors up, I need a better view (Damn)
You the type to go broke before the rent due (Broke-ass n*gga)
I'm the type to hop out trees and go finish you (Doo-doo-doo)
I put her legs over her head, that's my finish move (Hah)
I blew a hundred two times and never finished school (I swear)
When you pay up, I need interest, it's the principle (b*tch)

[Verse 4: RealRichIzzo]
I ain't playin' 2K, by the window, that's how they finished Woo (Rest in p*ss, n*gga)
Nah, let me get my act together
Break my gun down, walk in the club, put it back together
We got a drop in Ypsi', I told Woo we gotta wrap his tether (Come on, Woo)
Interscope tryna sign me too, we finna rap together (What up, gang?)
Y'all ain't got no Glock, boy, y'all lack together
We caught him and his mans, made them boys take a nap together
Instead of tryna get back, they gon' rap forever

[Verse 5: 24Lik & RealRichIzzo]
We gon' crash out, when you see me, n*ggas better have they airbags (Better have it)
Moo just pulled up, he got more rides than Six Flags (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Got hit in her sh*t, she was a whole dyke with no strap (Hah)
We spin bends with dirty K's, but we don't know Kodak (Get it?)
I ain't beefin' with my mans, boy, I would've had to smoke Jack
He keep losin' all his friends, now he don't like to post throwbacks
I just gave his ass the full clip, pulled up on him like Old Nat'
I know you hear the whip bark, but lil' b*tch, this a whole 'Cat
I'll up the metal on him, he gon' watch this b*tch pole dance (Doo-doo-doo)
I'm tryna touch his soul with it like a slow jam
You know my squad love to shoot, this ain't pro-am (Get it?)
I hit his b*tch on the move, this a GoCam (GoPro)
Every time I'm in her sh*t, yeah, I go HAM
She like, "Do you eat the cat?" Told her, "No, ma'am"
I'm booted up off the Percs, these ain't no Xans
Your mans died, you ain't slide, you need to go bend, n*gga
[Outro: RealRichIzzo]
f*ck is y'all n*ggas talkin' 'bout?
I'm still the rawest n*gga out, what up, Lik?
CashGang sh*t, 24
RIP Wild
CashGang sh*t
24
Gang, gang
Know what the f*ck goin' on