Lyrics of Strap-a-holics 2.0 (reloaded)

(intro): im reloaded. 2.0 2.0 2.0...squad
(verse1): woohda im the king, woohda im the man
You ain't dreaming babygirl, you just on them xens
I do what i wanna do, you do what you can
Countin' money til my eyes close, thats the plan.
Wooh da kid, strap-a-holics 2.0
Im reloaded muthafucka, get it on the floor
Still the same og, no genuine
Countin' woohda out the race, you out your fuckin' mind.
Back at it, king of the under dogs
Catch you slippin, and they gon put you under dog
No clouds, clear thoughts, vision hd
Money trail when i leave, tell 'em chase me.
(2x) (chorus): .45 will knock his door down (rush)
Nigga hurry up (bust)
First nigga act up, then he making the news
Wooh da kid's favorite ad-lib is (yes)
Keep a bad bitch (yes)
And i fucked her bestfriend, whats a nigga to do.

(verse 2): say round, wooh da kid don't play round
Lay down, or you gon feel the k round
Sizzle told me to get 'em, so i got 'em
Fuck using a scope, bright light, red dot 'em
Any nigga hatin' on the squad, eat a dick
Die a million deaths, same way from a brick
American hx, teeth on the curb
Woohda when i say it, thats my muthafuckin word.
Im reloaded muthafucka, dont get stretched out
I don't fuck with rude boys, what ya talk bout
This another classical, a 2.0
One day ill be the best, thats what a nigga hopin' for
(chorus) (2x)

2.0 2.0 2.0 im reloaded muthafucka
2.0 2.0 2.0 im reloaded muthafucka