Youngjd - STTRAWBERRY FANTAA Lyrics

Big bands
Big poise
Big straps
Big toys
Big numbers
Big plays
Everything big from the stones in the chain
Everything cold like the snow that she take
Money stay old but it grow in the bank
Stay 'bout the code but they turn round and snake
Heart turning cold 'cause they all turning fake
I got the paper, dinero, i ball like Banchero, i shoot and they turn into magic
Nobody pointing an arrow, i had to go feral and work so that nobody passing
All of these rappers Will Farrell, they acting
They turnin' scarecrow when we start to blast it
I'm throwing barrels, i feel like a beast
They fighting, but ain't no one fighting like me
They not my degree 'cause boy, i'm a master
Tory Lanez bullets, you turn to a dancer
Gorilla the clip, this bitch a banana
It leave you looking like strawberry, strawberry
I tell an opp to watch that boy's manners
Run from the cops, can't be in a slammer
We get a drop, we slidin' wit hammers
We leave you looking like strawberry fanta, leakin'
All of these bitches be tweaking
Thinking i'll slide for the weekend, geekin'
All of this smoke got me tweakin'
All white like the pope
Boy, these diamonds be sinking, titanic
Bitch, i'm a money fanatic
Bands up on bands, get 'em wrapped in elastic, rubber
I burn that shit in the hummer
Bitch, i'm the shit and they know by the numbers
Big bands
Big poise
Big straps
Big toys
Big numbers
Big plays
Everything big from the stones in the chain
Everything cold like the snow that she take
Money stay old but it grow in the bank
Stay 'bout the code but they turn round and snake
Heart turning cold 'cause they all turning fake
I got the paper, dinero, i ball like Banchero, i shoot and they turn into magic
Nobody pointing an arrow, i had to go feral and work so that nobody passing
All of these rappers Will Farrell, they acting
They turnin' scarecrow when we start to blast it
I'm throwing barrels, i feel like a beast
They fighting, but ain't no one fighting like me
Not fighting like me
They fighting a beast
I'm off of that herbo and boy, i'm a G
I'm moving like shwervo
The foreign ain't leased
Exotic, it's purple, it flew overseas
Boy, i'm a king, i need me a crown
F*ck with the team, we gon' blow ya ass down
I need a ring 'cause bitch, i'm a champ
They start to know that i'm gon' be the man
All of this heat hit ya face like a tan
Whip spin around like the blades on a fan
Blood spilling out like it's strawberry jam
Don't come around 'less you got you a plan
Don't hit my line 'less you got you a band
No feature from me if it ain't for a rack
I put in work when you throw me a stack
I f*ck up the track, i get you a plaque
Get you a bag, get you a duffle
Can't hear the shot 'cause we put on a muzzle
Slide in this muscle, they don't want tussle
Taking his shit when it hit like a fumble
Shawty got cake like a muhf*ckin' funnel
I got the vision like i'm in a tunnel
Choppa Ali 'cause it sting like a bumble
Call me Mowgli, i was raised in the jungle
These Benjamins be my benefactor
I be tryna rack it like a tennis actor
When they sin on the net? that's tennis backwards
Shawty look like Livvy, how she bending backwards
I rock fear of god, only god can scare me
You can catch a shot like you scary terry
Let the choppa ring like we was getting married
It leave you with the son like you a f*cking parent
Big bands
Big poise
Big straps
Big toys
Big numbers
Big plays
Everything big from the stones in the chain
Everything cold like the snow that she take
Money stay old but it grow in the bank
Stay 'bout the code but they turn round and snake
Heart turning cold 'cause they all turning fake
I got the paper, dinero, i ball like Banchero, i shoot and they turn into magic
Nobody pointing an arrow, i had to go feral and work so that nobody passing
All of these rappers Will Farrell, they acting
They turnin' scarecrow when we start to blast it
I'm throwing barrels, i feel like a beast
They fighting, but ain't no one fighting like me