Me And My Strap Lloyd Banks (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
I don't need a homie, I can watch my own back
Just me and my strap
Just me and my strap
Riding with her on my lap 'cause niggas don't know how to act
Just me and my strap
Just me and my strap
Sour Diesel by the pound and money coming by the stack
I need it like that
I need it like that
On point 'cause niggas hate it when your shit is on track
Just me and my strap
Just me and my strap

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
No sleep no reply, look a coward in his eyes
Unnecessary lies, just how a nigga fry
Respect to the sky, Gotti power 'til I die
If I'm at a house party, shotty probably on the side
Smoke, poly, then I slide
Goin' whoop wolly on the ride
Southside, home of the pride, where did you ride?
Guide, I want my mama house same size Obama house
Madonna house, Fendi rugs, Louis sink, and Prada couch
Small money make tall money, every dollar counts
Tall money means more money, bring the diamonds out
Who you think you is? 'Cause I know who you are
We know where you be, you will be in D-E-E-P
Shit happens when you yip yappin'
I got both Blood and Crip backing
Don't get your shit smacked
I got a stupid buzz and a wardrobe
I only like to use for clubs
Day and night I'm used to hugs