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heembeezy - saks wit a strap lyrics

[intro]
yeah, come on man
this sh_t getting too easy
it ain’t on me it’s in me man, come on
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
hol’ on
i’m in saks wit’ a strap and a loaf on me
n_ggas wasn’t there when i was broke, i was so lonely
and i don’t do no new friends, these all lil’ homies
everywhere i f_cking go, i got a pole on me
i’m in the booth with a strap on me right now
b_tch you see the bezle on my wrist how you like me now?
too many hundreds in my jeans, i can’t even count
how the f_ck you got a bbl and i ain’t seen it bounce?

[verse]
hoes getting cold outside i brought my heater out
‘member i was ’bout about my bank account, it got me cheesin’ now
h_lla n_ggas double backing for that feature now
back b_tch bad like rubi rose and we eatin’ out
and don’t be freakin’ out
percy got me tweakin’ out
d_mn b_tch you pretty in the face till i eat you out
i don’t wanna hear that talking, put it in your mouth
remember i ain’t had sh_t i had to figure it out
n_ggas hated on me ’cause they knew that i was him
took like 30 bands and threw that sh_t up in the wind
i got hundred shots anytime we in the benz
b_tch, all i got is me, i don’t do no friends
n_gga i was born with it
quick to cut a rat off ’cause we don’t condone snitching
n_gga said he’d give him smoke, tell me him b_tch come on with it
b_tch, i’m my own man, don’t look up to no n_gga
i ain’t lying
keep it on me
i can’t be like all these other n_ggas dying
police asking h_lla questions better know how to keep quiet
i put a switch up on the glocky and a silencer
pressing b_ttons in the lamborghini, i’m like how this work
turn this b_tch into a nasty b_tch i taught her how to squirt
cashapped her 5,000, told her she ain’t got work
couple group b_tches getting naked at my concert
i popped the percy, turned to a monster
i done poured up in so many sprites i need a sponsor
came a long way from ramen noodles, chimichangas
since a youngin’ i been ’bout a buck like giannis
b_tch you know that ain’t yo’ real b_tt, let’s be honest
she said she gone let me f_ck, baby promise
she so insecure she going through all of my comments
b_tch i been having money
and that’s without a deal
i’m cold_hearted i don’t give a f_ck ’bout how you feel
[chorus]
hol’ on
i’m in saks wit’ a strap and a loaf on me
n_ggas wasn’t there when i was broke, i was so lonely
and i don’t do no new friends, these all lil’ homies
everywhere i f_cking go, i got a pole on me
i’m in the booth with a strap on me right now
b_tch you see the bezle on my wrist how you like me now?
too many hundreds in my jeans, i can’t even count
how the f_ck you got a bbl and i ain’t seen it bounce?

- heembeezy lyrics

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