Desiigner - Strapped & Ready lyrics

[Hook: Desiigner] Better have the chopper ready Have all these n***as, all these n***as, got the deal backstage Gotta cut it up and go in my lair Bet it was drivin' ‘em crazy Said I'm getting money, said I'm acting funny Got pockets boomin' like confetti Gonna get up and go in my lair Bentley, just drivin' around Like low [?], dumb b**h, I pop big Rosé Better get on that ho's level Bet it was drivin' ‘em crazy [?] Bet these broke n***as mad Better get on that ho's level Better have the chopper on [Verse 1] Smoke on that drop Real n***a you not Don't meet standards, you flop [?], more top Same dude, don't play fool, you f** around and get dropped My n***as on that same time, they ready if you not Slow it down, high life how I roll around Times got hard then the money went up Now all these hoes want to go down Hold it down, matter fact get from ‘round One call then Cali put it on the table Then it just blow a pound I'm Smooth n***a, you know that f** hoess, where the dough at? Cuz come home from the low jack I made a promise, never broke that No nametag, can't go back You can catch one where your throat at Talk dumb, just hold that n***a collapse, then turn back That pistol on ya bruh, call Desiigner up Tell ‘em get strapped and ready, got a lot of drums We in the lobby done, looking for mami son I think we got one [Hook: Desiigner] Better have the chopper ready Have all these n***as, all these n***as, got the deal backstage Gotta cut it up and go in my lair Bet it was drivin' ‘em crazy Said I'm getting money, said I'm acting funny Got pockets boomin' like confetti Gonna get up and go in my lair Bentley, just drivin' around Like low [?], dumb b**h, I pop big Rosé Better get on that ho's level Bet it was drivin' ‘em crazy [?] Bet these broke n***as mad Better get on that ho's level Better have the chopper on [Verse 2] I'm with the big dogs now so I got to be stuntin' On the route to the cash, I need them lottery numbers Play an OG like he Kobe, I'm retiring n***as I be a pastor on the beat ‘cause I'm inspiring n***as, n***a Young man spent bump bands on Jumpmans A couple friends whose four grand's a hundred bands I overdo it so n***as don't really understand Understand my n***as soldiers, you n***as undermanned On demand, my n***as G's just like a couple grand Couple grand, take off your top and stuff it Don't f** with him, good luck with him Addicted to profit, time to go talk to him n***a, I couldn't wait to get my cash right So I could sh** on you n***as, call me an a** wipe You n***as live in the past like this was last night That's right, cut off my circle like it's a halfpipe [Verse 3] Pull up to the door, leave with your b**boo, she give me brain She kinda mental, she go cuckoo, I ask her what's her name She say doesn't matter, she acting like a bird, made me want to smack her Macking at the [?], bud on the [?] Too cool for school, keep a hammer ‘cause I'm frail But everybody said they real but for me it's hard to tell The weed is exotic, got to roll a couple L's It's back to the grizzy, I'm mellow with the piffy A modern day hippie, don't make me back out the semi I hit him, he spinning, he dizzy Choppers singing like Drizzy I'm all about the hustle, I take a sip to get Nipsey Your b**h want to be mixing, smoking up a 50 Bet I keep it a hundred, [?] awards, I'm blunted Going there like f** it, middle finger to the f** n***as When them bullets get to spittin', better duck n***a [Hook: Desiigner] Better have the chopper ready Have all these n***as, all these n***as, got the deal backstage Gotta cut it up and go in my lair Bet it was drivin' ‘em crazy Said I'm getting money, said I'm acting funny Got pockets boomin' like confetti Gonna get up and go in my lair Bentley, just drivin' around Like low [?], dumb b**h, I pop big Rosé Better get on that ho's level Bet it was drivin' ‘em crazy [Outro: Desiigner] Fell in love on the stage Stanley [?] engraved Can't take ‘em home to my lair Bentley, just drivin' around