[Intro]

Jax sent it to 'em

[Chorus]

Strap on my lap, ain't got shit tucked

Put this nickel in his face, bet he give it up

If you leave me with your bitch, she gon' let me fuck

All this shit was meant to be, I don't believe in luck

Bankrolls, all I think about is bankrolls

I'ma go up in my safe if the bank closed

No friends, but I got shooters on my payroll

Black cowboy, I'm like Jamie off of Django

[Verse]

Fire in the club, superstar from the dubs

Probably came for that bag, you can pay me up in ones

I'm the West Coast Peezy, I was trappin' in the mud

I was up in New Orleans sendin' hoes up to the flood

Thank God for DTB, rest in pеace, Bugz

Outcalls dropped, they showеd me so much love

Twenty niggas around me, I'm the only one had it

All that money I gave out, I could've went and bought a Patek

Every show, I'm frontline, strapped up, full savage

On tour with an AR just in case shit got tragic

All this pain in my eyes, I feel like I'm gon' cry

I'm feelin' real suicidal, but right now I can't die

I got kids to feed, I got toes to bleed

All this pressure in my head, feel like my nose gon' bleed

Ain't got no privacy, everybody notice me

Actin' like I'm too high so these hoes could leave

[Chorus]

Strap on my lap, ain't got shit tucked

Put this nickel in his face, bet he give it up

If you leave me with your bitch, she gon' let me fuck

All this shit was meant to be, I don't believe in luck

Bankrolls, all I think about is bankrolls

I'ma go up in my safe if the bank closed

No friends, but I got shooters on my payroll

Black cowboy, I'm like Jamie off of Django

[Outro]

Strap on my lap, ain't got shit tucked

All this shit was meant to be, I don't believe in luck