Striker, striker, striker, strike
str— strike, strike, striker
Striker, strike, strike

Fin-fin too hot, we swap for Jeep, ProPad, don't no need key
Whenever I'm over East, I got my glee, Big Opp got his glee
Yeah, forgettin' that I'm star
I'm on stage, but don't even wanna be seen
She geeked up off G6, I'm on lean, we turn to a mega team
Fuck that ho one time, give her my line
now she keep textin' me to fuck
Smokin' that dead opp
I'm sippin' a muddy cup, this shit bussin'
Turn your goofy down
I got my lil' brother with me and strapped with a button
That's that Uzi sound, 22 shootin' Uzi rounds
bet you can't duck 'em (Brrat, brrat, brr)
Hop out strikеr whips, pop out in Nike Tech any
day of the summеr (Brrat, brrat, brr, brrat)

Bitch (Alright) , only thing we strike is 'Cats (Cry baby)
The sunroof cost too much, bro
break that one that's in the back (In the back)
I'm rich as fuck, but I bet I'll fuck
without me spendin' a bag (She crack)
All my blicks in fullied up, nigga
all you gon' hear is "Brrat, " nigga
brrat (Boom, brrat, bat, bitch)
I could've been with fine shit
but I'd rather lay up with dead niggas (Yeah)
Like a bathroom cabinet, bro
my cup filled with all meds in it (Meds)
All he heard was, "Baow, baow, baow
"thought Sexyy Red did it (He dead)
My shirt Chrome, my pants Rick, my jacket ERD (What else?)
Only rap 'bout this shit I know, bro
I can't cap up on these beats (I can't)
I can't bap up on no song (Nah)
that shit just don't real right (Nuh-uh)
Bloodbath, we catch him
grill his ass just like some ribeye (Bath)
Immune to the drugs, bitch
like sometimes I don't even feel high (What else?)
I ain't bend up off the bud
but I'll still do a pill pop (Alright)
He copied everything I do, bro
how the fuck it still flop? (How?)
That pussy get you killed, my nigga
them bitches be the real opps (On my soul)

Fin-fin too hot, we swap for Jeep, ProPad, don't no need key
Whenever I'm over East, I got my glee, Big Opp got his glee
Yeah, forgettin' that I'm star
I'm on stage, but don't even wanna be seen
She geeked up off G6, I'm on lean, we turn to a mega team
Fuck that ho one time, give her my line
now she keep textin' me to fuck
Smokin' that dead opp
I'm sippin' a muddy cup, this shit bussin'
Turn your goofy down
I got my lil' brother with me and strapped with a button

Striker, striker, striker, strike
str— strike, strike, striker
Striker, strike, strike