Strapped In Calabasas (Explicit) - Yo Gotti
Lyrics by：Mario Mims/Nickalas Turner/Edgar Nabeyin Panford/Dylan James Rettenberger/Edward Perez Martinez
Composed by：Mario Mims/Nickalas Turner/Edgar Nabeyin Panford/Dylan James Rettenberger/Edward Perez Martinez
Hottest label in the game
Maybe I should retire
Walk out the house in Calabasas
I'm still clutching fire
Why you bulletproof the car
You must think you gon' die
They shoulda bulletproofed they car
Cuz n***a nothing slide
Real smoke get smoked n***a
Any day I can go back to selling d**e n***a
Imagine that
I'm re'ing up with like 30 mil'
You sign with me
You get a plug and yo record deal
And that's a bonus
Bad b***hes on us
Soccer team owner
Hellcats in traffic just to do donuts
Been tryna buy the hood
Wanna buy the Grizzlies
If I buy a b***h a Birkin
Is you gon' be in my business
I just seen myself on Shade Room
Head first in a relationship
And I knew that s**t was gon' fade soon
Cuz I'm the type of n***a take 2 3 b***hes to Mexico
You know Tulum
Never gon' jump that broom for real
Never
I'm just in the field
Cuz I don't know fake from real
Get the money feel important
You want the Dior's or the Jordan's
Both
Supreme Forces like a trey
We come from nothing by the way
I just fired my CPA
F**k em
Too much money for a safe
Type of money for an estate
Yeah
So Mario &Maria &Kayla straight
For real
D**e boy life what I be living
Nothing special than making your first million
Keep going
Spend it how you wanna kuz it's yours
I know you gotta get that Cuban &that foreign
