I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
Guess what I'm holding? Might just hit a lick
Yo bitch is soapy, she dress like a pig
You ain't 'bout shit pussy bitch, I am sick
She suck the tip
F*ck, shit!
Grew up on nothing, I thought it was it
But now I'm back and I'm back on my shit
You pussy shit, you is a bitch
You ain't shit, that ain't it
F*ck shit, I'm lit
That's it, get lit
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
Might catch a fade, you a bitch
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
What up, hm, What up, hm
I just might hit up yo daughter, mm
What up, hm, What up, hm
I just might hit up yo daughter, mm
I just might shoot up yo father, I just might shoot up yo mother, aye
Mother f*ck! Mother f*ck!
Mother f*ck! Mother aye!
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
Apollo - NoStrapSoldier Lyrics
Apollo - NoStrapSoldier Lyrics
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I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
Guess what I'm holding? Might just hit a lick
Yo bitch is soapy, she dress like a pig
You ain't 'bout shit pussy bitch, I am sick
She suck the tip
F*ck, shit!
Grew up on nothing, I thought it was it
But now I'm back and I'm back on my shit
You pussy shit, you is a bitch
You ain't shit, that ain't it
F*ck shit, I'm lit
That's it, get lit
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
Might catch a fade, you a bitch
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
What up, hm, What up, hm
I just might hit up yo daughter, mm
What up, hm, What up, hm
I just might hit up yo daughter, mm
I just might shoot up yo father, I just might shoot up yo mother, aye
Mother f*ck! Mother f*ck!
Mother f*ck! Mother aye!
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
Guess what I'm holding? Might just hit a lick
Yo bitch is soapy, she dress like a pig
You ain't 'bout shit pussy bitch, I am sick
She suck the tip
F*ck, shit!
Grew up on nothing, I thought it was it
But now I'm back and I'm back on my shit
You pussy shit, you is a bitch
You ain't shit, that ain't it
F*ck shit, I'm lit
That's it, get lit
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
Might catch a fade, you a bitch
Bitch I ain't playing none of these games
What up, hm, What up, hm
I just might hit up yo daughter, mm
What up, hm, What up, hm
I just might hit up yo daughter, mm
I just might shoot up yo father, I just might shoot up yo mother, aye
Mother f*ck! Mother f*ck!
Mother f*ck! Mother aye!
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
I don't need no strap, I got blood all on my hands
Bitch I'll make you catch a fade if you keep on f*cking playing
I hit up your auntie, said she free and got no plans
On my momma, I'm a soldier, won't let no one hold my bands
Writer: Braynard Rodriguez
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