[Intro: Strap]

Yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh)

Drugs got me drowsy (young fool)

Higher than a mountain (fuck that bitch)

Ayy

Iceberg what it do fool?

[Chorus: Strap]

Drugs got me drowsy

Fuck that bitch she childish

First I locked my top away

Ooh, I think I found it (okay)

I be where the meds at

You be where the feds at (let's go)

Water break the levee

I be where the bread at

[Verse 1: Strap]

Money like I’m fetti

(Just like I'm fetti)

And my tires skinny, motherfucker's anorexic

Fuck this bitch, she missing (where’s that ho?)

Respect it or check it

I'm the same nigga that drop 20 on a necklace

Fuck my old bitch I'm flexing (okay, yeah)

She too childish, fuck her best friend (yeah)

Yeah, she too childish, got new best friends

I am a hood nigga, 20K a [?]

Cut that bitch off like some loose ends

This for you if the shoe fits (I wear Prada)

Come through in the new Benz (skrtt, skrtt)

Leave the nigga like myself, all I do is win

And I kick a lot of big shit, I'm Bruce Lee

Popeye's (okay), two piece

She got them thick thighs, and them pretty feet (skrtt, skrtt, skrtt)

Put her in the AMG, oo wee

Where you from? ‘Maryland'

Fuck her, take her ass to Berlin

Looking at these diamonds on me prolly have you flirting

Looking at these diamonds on me prolly have your girlfriend

Plus you ain't know that my girlfriend had a girlfriend

[Chorus: Strap]

Drugs got me drowsy

Fuck that bitch she childish

First I locked my top away

Ooh, I think I found it (okay)

I be where the meds at

You be where the feds at (let's go)

Water break the levee

I be where the bread at

Drugs got me drowsy

Fuck that bitch she childish (childish)

First I locked my top away

Ooh, I think I found it (okay)

I be where the meds at (okay)

You be where the feds at (let’s go)

Water break the levee (water)

I be where the bread at

[Verse 2: Aston Martin Phi]

I’m the son of a hustler

Nigga, a customer

She wasn't real from the jump, so I couldn’t fuck with her

I'm tryna stack it to the ceiling

Why you all in your feelings?

And if you talking flawed, you the true definition (and that's true)

I can do the hard top, or I might drop the ceiling

I came from the ghetto, ain't have no choice to get it

Tote a pistol, let’s go (hell yeah)

Headed to the West Coast

I found a plug on the back end I hit him for the low

[Chorus: Strap]

Drugs got me drowsy

Fuck that bitch she childish

First I locked my top away

Ooh, I think I found it (okay)

I be where the meds at

You be where the feds at (let's go)

Water break the levee

I be where the bread at

Drugs got me drowsy

Fuck that bitch she childish (childish)

First I locked my top away

Ooh, I think I found it (okay)

I be where the meds at (okay)

You be where the feds at (let's go)

Water break the levee (water)

I be where the bread at

[Verse 3: Strapp & (Aston Martin Phi)]

I be where the cash money be, honestly (the racks)

Come through in that motherfucker, look just like a bumblebee

I lost mad friends in that humbled me, humbled me (okay)

Way back you tried to laugh, wanted to make fun of me (hahaha)

Turn up on a nigga, I'mma give you some to see (go ahead)

Tunnel vision all them young niggas see

And Geeking off the perkys (I'm geeking) and a cup of Hennessey

Drink a whole fifth, they know my momma's son a G

I had to cut my haters off cause they ain't mean me no good (foes)

I'm stuffing all the Swishers, stuffing all the Backwoods (stuff um)

They tried to count out a nigga

Hey, I let off some rounds on a nigga (brrr)

That's my day ones, ain't no niggas like my niggas

[Outro: Strap]

Like my niggas

All my niggas get scrilla

Too official

All my niggas young hittas

All my niggas worth millions