Strap On My Lap

[Chorus :] Strap on my lap Keep my strap on my lap Strap on my lap Got my strap on my lap Strap, strap on my lap Keep my strap on my lap Strap on my lap Got my, got my strap on my lap [Verse 1:] I’m Packer Better defence than the fucking linebacker Defended by my offense differences I’m a trapper, they so at this I get money, why they booed us Why they mad, fuck it! Imma make them madder You won’t even matter You're a fucking non-factor Real as they come, one of one And they come in four, and they come after (Hell you cross me) That’s the end of your chapter Fucks your bitch, glad, now she say I hit her better Take your shoes off in my house, before this el packer You can have her, I’d a have her Get that out in my home,I pitch it better Back to the subject of the matter Nigga sharper than a dagger Add more double to my swagger Add more, and more to my yap Add more cash, more meals on my platter Bitch Imma add her, still I subtract Pussy nigga hate you when you climbing up the ladder Worry bout me, nigga I fuck them running laps Catch you with your pen now, hit you with the spat All them fucking lil rat shit Whips in stack Fill it with the shine, they say where you meet this gal Top drop, gal strap For the strap, but I keep it in my lap Kiss a nigga...echo I got something to make him back up [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Hey, your pussy ain’t got me strap I’m toss chicken heads in some bounce Like a fucker on the phone Nigga I know you hear the tap You wear red nigga, so can't fuck around, get a hole in your head Should have hold it, go flipping and no flap This is trap not a game Cause tissue won’t dead My life nigga ain’t for this hand on me yet That’s a mother fucking fact (Never will) Fuck around get wet Take hands off your feet Role by myself, still a nigger hallow deep Hands off, punch 10 Make some extra tens Ain’t gonna miss a fucking beat Nigga, nigga take a nap Me, Imma wrapping up these raps Yeah, I let you niggas do that wrap Me, I push them buttons like a app Yeah, then them pussy niggas laughing so they snitched or snap Yeah, have them niggas running laps Clap on, clap off like the clap All my men in black, my niggas tell me where it's at Wordplay key, niggas slow they can’t catch Curve ball key, I’m the pitcher they’d a catch One shot, one kill Nigga no rematch Nigga still ratch I wonder where the wretch [Chorus ]