I Know You Strapped Lyrics - Doubt Me Now - Lil Wyte

Know what I'm sayin'? 

This mothafucking song dedicated 

To them weak ass bitches that follow me in the club 

On that weed, that white, that liquor, the whole xanax bars 

That X whatever the fuck they on 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

They think 'cause they drunk and they crunk 

And they got a unit in the trunk 

That they just some hard mothafuckers 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

But really they's the weak bitches 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

You fall up in V.I.P. that's the real killas sittin' in the back 

(HCP) 

Waitin' on yo mothafuckin' ass 

You know what I'm sayin'? Bitch 

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Smoke a blunt, get drunk, hit a line of that funk 

Now you fallin' up in the spot and you thinkin' that you crunk 

You ain't crunk, yous a punk and I'ma show you that tonight 

All it takes is one killer to step and we can start a fight 

In the middle of the club, bitch wasup we can do this shit 

Security ain't gonna jump in the way because they scared of this 

Implantin' this into ya brain so you know the next time you cross the line 

Again it's standin' full of sin when you fuck wit the boss 

Biggest, badest, roughest mothafucker, but ya still a bitch 

I'm comin' in crunker than the others for the fuck of it 

Liquor bottles hit ya harder than some syrup when ya slum 

Have ya shakin', fakin', body achin' by the time I'm done 

Legally this isn't right but ask me if I give a shit 

Peacefully I'll read your rights and have you beggin' me to quit 

Hit ya weed and liquor or whatever else it takes to jump 

Just remember, just 'cause you fucked up it doesn't mean your crunk 

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I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard 

And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge 

See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line 

In ya mind now yous a killer 

I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard 

And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge 

See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line 

In ya mind now yous a killer 

Damn man goddamn Paul, man you might have 

To slow this mothafucker down a little bit man 

I'm on that syrup man, I'm high and I'm drunk man 

You need to slow down 

I'm not scared of you just 'cause you came in actin' a damn fool 

Runnin' lip talkin' shit, bet you wouldn't without ya tool 

Now ya hard very hard ballin' down the boulevard 

Pissy pants doin' ya dance, I'm behind ya in a faster car 

Weak as water so is yo mama, father and ya faculty 

Quickly sauder up yo lips so you can't trip or speak of me 

Watch me creep up from the back wit gats and pick you off by ones 

Had to repaint the walls wit ya while ya smokin' on ya blunt 

Hate to be the one to show you that drugs kill and that's a fact 

But I love that I am the one who put the bullet in your back 

Next time when you step to the plate come back and just let it rip 

Stead of bitchin' out I thought you crunk, you ran back to ya whip 

Holy ghost is up in ya when you see me you fade away 

Makin' fun of all you cowards powered by a pack of bay 

Hopefully one day you'll find out in the end you just a bitch 

Until then just keep on drinkin' smokin' snortin' up some shit 

I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard 

And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge 

See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line 

In ya mind now yous a killer 

I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard 

And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge 

See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line 

In ya mind now yous a killer 

I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard 

And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge 

See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line 

In ya mind now yous a killer 

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