Shoulder Strap by Wavy Navy Pooh Lyrics
[Intro]
(J Stove cooked this one)
[Chorus]
Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap
On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap
Never been to New Orleans, but let a nigga play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped
I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped
Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26
But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six
And a nigga been savage since, let a nigga have it, nigga play, he gon' die automatic
Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics
[Verse 1]
I heard a few niggas died after dissin' on me, know some Z's that'd call that magic
The other side full of faggots
I swear y'all niggas funny, y'all niggas ain't gettin' no money
Y'all fucked, y'all Playboy Bunny
Them niggas heard what team I'm on
Heard they heard what whip I'm in
Wavy Navy gon' get his ends
F&N, might cop a Benz
F&N, might drop your Benz
Throw your flag, better raise your hands
Ain't gon' spare him, I'll spray your mans
Talk off bad around my kin
Catch this shell while I catch my mans
If you want, you can meet these hands
[Chorus]
Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap
On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap
Never been to New Orleans, but let a nigga play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped
I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped
Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26
But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six
And a nigga been savage since, let a nigga have it, nigga play, he gon' die automatic
Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics
[Verse 2]
I'm from the side of 305 where tourists never heard of
Fire on my side, when shorty slide, somebody gettin' murdered
They don't wan' no action, them shawties scared, they liable to keep on drivin'
Yeah, I smashed me a nigga, but it ain't bring bro back, feel liable to keep on slidin'
Fuck the opps, they gon' keep on hidin'
Roll up, I'ma keep on vibin'
I'ma shoot if you keep on drivin'
In the water, I'ma keep on divin'
And I got somethin' for them niggas talkin' 'bout they on to me
Wanna bounce out hittin', straight wig splittin', heard they was only three
Oh, I heard fool fuck with them Z's
Oh, I know where he cop his P's
And I heard he don't cop no pleas
And I heard he gon' drop them G's
These niggas flake, I can't get caught fuckin' with the other side
Swear this shit ain't a game, it ain't been the same since my lil' brother died
[Chorus]
Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap
On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap
Never been to New Orleans, but let a nigga play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped
I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped
Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26
But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six
And a nigga been savage since, let a nigga have it, nigga play, he gon' die automatic
Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics
(J Stove cooked this one)
[Chorus]
Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap
On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap
Never been to New Orleans, but let a nigga play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped
I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped
Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26
But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six
And a nigga been savage since, let a nigga have it, nigga play, he gon' die automatic
Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics
[Verse 1]
I heard a few niggas died after dissin' on me, know some Z's that'd call that magic
The other side full of faggots
I swear y'all niggas funny, y'all niggas ain't gettin' no money
Y'all fucked, y'all Playboy Bunny
Them niggas heard what team I'm on
Heard they heard what whip I'm in
Wavy Navy gon' get his ends
F&N, might cop a Benz
F&N, might drop your Benz
Throw your flag, better raise your hands
Ain't gon' spare him, I'll spray your mans
Talk off bad around my kin
Catch this shell while I catch my mans
If you want, you can meet these hands
[Chorus]
Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap
On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap
Never been to New Orleans, but let a nigga play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped
I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped
Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26
But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six
And a nigga been savage since, let a nigga have it, nigga play, he gon' die automatic
Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics
[Verse 2]
I'm from the side of 305 where tourists never heard of
Fire on my side, when shorty slide, somebody gettin' murdered
They don't wan' no action, them shawties scared, they liable to keep on drivin'
Yeah, I smashed me a nigga, but it ain't bring bro back, feel liable to keep on slidin'
Fuck the opps, they gon' keep on hidin'
Roll up, I'ma keep on vibin'
I'ma shoot if you keep on drivin'
In the water, I'ma keep on divin'
And I got somethin' for them niggas talkin' 'bout they on to me
Wanna bounce out hittin', straight wig splittin', heard they was only three
Oh, I heard fool fuck with them Z's
Oh, I know where he cop his P's
And I heard he don't cop no pleas
And I heard he gon' drop them G's
These niggas flake, I can't get caught fuckin' with the other side
Swear this shit ain't a game, it ain't been the same since my lil' brother died
[Chorus]
Rather get caught with it than without it, can't be scared to hold the strap
On the block with the gang, posted up with my flame, AR with the shoulder strap
Never been to New Orleans, but let a nigga play, watch his ass get 'Nolia clapped
I know I'ma be aight, make it in for the night, shit, long as my soldier strapped
Had to grab my G-Lock 30S, they took my Glock 26
But it still hold thirty, catch your ass bright and early, hold you down, you gon' catch twenty-six
And a nigga been savage since, let a nigga have it, nigga play, he gon' die automatic
Change the PIN on the Glock, send twin to your block, he gon' hop out hittin' automatics