[Lyric] 2 Straps (Jay Aston x LittleRichh -)

[Chorus:LittleRich]
Perky no pressure to kill a nigga with that pill in me why would I hesitate(Gang)
I bring out dat nine, gonna spill a nigga, we gone smoke one of they niggas to celebrate(He dead)
Don’t order my niggas to flock, I order my niggas to move tech(Tech)
When its two of my nigga its two straps(I’m too strapped)
And they shoot at my niggas we shoot back(Gang Gang)
They know I fuck with the primes(5’9)
And I fuck with my niggas who really mac
When they mention my niggas they simclap, ain’t no dissin me nigga I really rap(Ayy bro)
Piss in the grave of yuh dead man's(Pow)
Smokin on him and his dead friends (That nigga dead)
That's on thе guys when I’m on the [?] I pull up and shoot with the lеft hand(I shoot it up)
[Verse 1: Jay Aston]
And please do not talk on the gang(Gang Gang)
Give him no responses he a stain(He a stain)
In the [?] switching lanes(Switchin lanes)
Baby link up, you can come meet the gang(You can come meet the gang)
Bro told me gotta move tech(Tech)
Bullets stickin to him two straps
Drop a [?] you lack(you lack)
How you repin still yous a rat, known fact(yous a rat)
Thinking Cross Atlantic known for doin damage,smokin [?] right out the pack(pack)
And I add them 30 I ain’t talking percy(grr boom boom boom), couple niggas still ain’t get back
Glizzo got the Hikabu, what happened after stupid nigga left when he lack (lack)
Couple niggas turn to that pack(Pack)
EBK don’t care what you jack(throw bow)
Put through the hell and he gon call the coppas(gang)
Shootin like I’m Kobe send him to the doctor
I’m not Serge Ibaka but I’m on them blocks(blocks)
Why you say you spinin, but you really not(gang gang)
We got out the V and walked to him(walked)
We watch him panic, they tried to vanish
Bro put a beam on the Glock(grrra)
Treesh in the addy, jump out like Cathy, just to go air out the spot(air out that shit)
Why you say you ridin but you not
Walking through the void to make it hot
Leave a nigga drippin in that lot
[Chorus:LittleRich]
Perky no pressure to kill a nigga with a pill in me why would I hesitate
I bring out dat nine, gonna spill a nigga, we gone smoke one of they niggas to celebrate
Don’t order my niggas to flock, I order my niggas to move tech
When its two of my nigga its two straps
And they shoot at my niggas we shoot back
They know I fuck with the primes
And I fuck with my niggas that really mac
When they mention my niggas they simclap, ain’t no dissin me nigga I really rap
Piss in the grave of yuh dead man's,Smokin on him and his dead friends
That's on the guys when I’m on the [?] I pull up and shoot with the left hand
[Verse 2: Jay Aston]
And no we can’t talk about it, If it's beef then its beef we don’t walk without it
And I keep it real, No it ain’t no question I’m down for the drill
Feel like a magnet, attached to the steal
Shoot for the kill
This ain’t for show bitch I’m brimin for real
Talk how you feel
I will not stop till I reach me a mill, I need a deal
If I see Glizzy Glo it's a peter roll
[?] shot got left on that block
Mister let em know,gotta let em know Shy Glizz got left where he dropped
Fourth of takin souls if he HMO, free big geronimo screamin prime time
And you know it’s followed by a lifetime
That's why all my guys on that front line when it’s crunch time
Show no love to them boys on the bench
Droppin two fingers, no recruit in him
And you know it’s two[?] on my dick
[Verse 3:LittleRich]
I must have been speakin Spanish,cut down Pacific, and shot down Atlantic
We pull up niggas they vanish, head to the back I ain’t duckin the camera's
I wonder if niggas gone ride, They jakckin my niggas who died
Take us a trip to the sky, they know what we do on them slides