Streal - Striker Time (#IDKMISTFITCHILD) Lyrics

It's like three am me my guys on striker time
That shit don't make sense
If it ain't making dollar signs
Shit go down there on the map
That's mother f*cking right
We on the Nobe
You go against the goat how you ain't tired

30 blow taking off his nose
Nah he ain't slimey
She put it on me knowing that's ah body
Ok copy
Yeah I'm outside thuggin'
With ah mother f*cking body
I'm outside thuggin' with my mother f*cking rocket

And shawty got that class she expensive
I just wanna fly away
And grant you all yo wishes girl
How you mad at me
We f*cking don't mean we involved
I been there for niggas all alone
To play my part

Shawty throw it back
I'm f*cking from the back
'Til she get sore
And you can't talk shit
Cause nowadays we be important
Jumping from the top rope
Like I'm Randy Orton
Boi you think you got one over

Whole time you ignoring
While you trying hard
I sit back and just f*cking score it
I can smell ah opp before ah shot
It's getting boring
Hoping outta different nice whips
Man nigga
Popping out my PuertoRican miss her man nigga

Mamacita black shawty hit her off ah jig
We pull up with a fat clip
Hit you with a Glock

Women think I'm Batman but I be the bad guy
Some like the Joker activate ya card
And are car sped up
What you on boi
And are car sped up
What you on
And are car sped up
What you on boi
And are car sped up
What you on

Bitch ass nigga ain't got no hat
Why you round them killas then
Bitch ass nigga with no moves
Why you round them drillas then

Niggas bled in and we led in
Through the pain yuh
We still bread win
Yeah
Hoe ass nigga checking me
You know what I'm on
I don't play that
Get yo shit splat

We come from the basement
Just to get bands
And it's f*ck Satan
Screaming "Hell Yeah"
Nigga