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giant - strap lyrics

[intro]
vvs on a check
do it look like i’m stressing?
[?] stress the kid, for [?]
that sh*t a little petty
that sh*t [?]
vvs on a check, got a hater upset
ya dig
ayy, polo got that pressure

[chorus]
vvs on a check, got a hater upset
every time that i talk gotta be about a check
every time that i walk two racks, nothing less
that designer that i bought, could of went and copped the ‘vette
i’m a giant, i’m a boss, get a lot of respect
riding in the flying saucer, i ain’t phone home yet
could have been her sponsor but i’d rather be her ex
pulling out the vault, do it look like i’m stressed?
i just flied the b*tch out now she wanna come back
flew the b*tch out now she right back with me
sitting in the bent eating kung pao chicken
get a lot of money, still feel something missing
used to tote the glizzy in my brand new d*ckie’s
two or three drugs couldn’t make me feel different
two or three guns, got it all on the semi
[verse]
set the b*tch out with the [?], queen latifah
i got mutual respect when it come to my people
penny finesse, i get high like an eagle
give me your best, if you try i can reach you
it’s up for my guys, put some holes in your regal
look up to the sky then i fire up sativa
i’m back to back with it like this sh*t a sequel
that look in her eyes, i can tell she a creeper
[?], ecstasy, yeah we get used to
tasting the dope, you can tell that it’s beautiful
jacking my style, when i did ‘em a feature
i shouldn’t even did it, but kid, i’m a teacher
when i walk, i be walking on money
when i talk, i talk about ‘god keep me a hundred’
smell like the trap in some new givenchy
everyone know i’m strapped and the opps acting funny

[chorus]
vvs on a check, got a hater upset
every time that i talk gotta be about a check
every time that i walk two racks, nothing less
that designer that i bought, could of went and copped the ‘vette
i’m a giant, i’m a boss, get a lot of respect
riding in the flying saucer, i ain’t phone home yet
could have been her sponsor but i’d rather be her ex
pulling out the vault, do it look like i’m stressed?
i just flied the b*tch out now she wanna come back
flew the b*tch out now she right back with me
sitting in the bent eating kung pao chicken
get a lot of money, still feel something missing
used to tote the glizzy in my brand new d*ckie’s
two or three drugs couldn’t make me feel different
two or three guns, got it all on the semi
throw the duece up, drop the top then hit it
[outro]
tap on the gas, then i’m straight outta there
saint laurent pants and some new prada wear
models in goggles, these here cartier
load up the sprinter with all party girls
lord i’m a sinner, got rank like the [?]
diamonds like lemons, i love solitaire
i’m a street chemist, i mix my apparel
throw on my tennis, i’m through with chanel

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