Alligator Straps lyrics
by Hall & Nash
[Production by Big Ghost LTD.]
[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Ayo
I'm seein' fiends from my window, my window
Ayo
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, f-f-fiendin' for them low-top Boosts
Bvlgari Bubblegoose, keep actin' like you bulletproof
Grew a money tree in my backyard
Whip the McLaren P1 like it's NASCAR (Skrrrr)
Since a shorty, had the 40, with the rust on it
Make sure the duct tape ain't bust on it
Watch the baby like a babysitter
Baby AK up close, all 80 hit em (Grrrrrr)
Navy Ac Vigor, who gotta go first?
This n*gga or that n*gga? The grilled chicken j*rk
Gotta sell more dope, Pootie need more shoes
Chrome 8 knock ya head off smooth, ooh
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
Griselda
Look, I know a n*gga that had bricks since the Tyson days
n*gga drove a hoop, but he bought his wife a Range
n*ggas rolled to the spot, he came out lettin' his rifle spray (Brrt)
Remember I seen him whip a brick up in the microwave
They did homie dirty, raided his house early (sh*t)
It's f*cked up, he in the Feds doin' thirty
His b*tch snitched, plus the D.A. got a statement
From like two n*ggas within his organization
It's crazy 'cause he still in good spirits (uh), gold Margielas on his visits
He'll be home in a minute though, he chillin' (He aight)
I got my name buzzin' with, no real effort
Slaughtered ya favorite rapper, oh well, F him
n*ggas be talkin' like killers, but, n*gga, I promise you I don't feel threatened (f*ck outta here)
Throw shells, you sure will catch 'em, like Odell Beckham
Flow real special, bet you my lil' woe will stretch you
Told my b*tch, "Do what I tell you, and the Lord will bless you", uh
Hahahaha, yeah