"Start Striking" lyrics
(Benjicold, why you icy?)
Uh, huh, uh, huh
It's good, I got it
I'm still depending on roxy
I fell in love with your body
I got drugs all in my IV
In that 'Cat, I take 'em on a highspeed
Gotta couple niggas tryna pop me
Got some soldiers standing right behind me
Off the radar, you can't find me
Gone in that bitch, top speed
Four nick', strike 'em like lightning
Love you, but you gaslighting, yeah
My bitch is worried about lighting
You niggas worried about fighting
You niggas bitches like me
You wanna be just like me
Ex bitch worried where I been
Make a move then I get to striking
Withdraws, I'm tryna fight it
I ain't even tryna lie, baby, one day I'm gon' end up dying
God forgive me, for all this shit that I'm doin', I don't know
God forgive me, I don't fuck with no niggas, I'm a loner
God forgive this nasty bitch for this head she givin', she's a domer
God forgive me for sinning with this bitch, she got that ass on her
Why you trippin on me? You cheated on me first, you act like I'm wrong-er
Roll that boy up in a swisher sweet, we gon' smoke him like a fuckin' stoner
Dedicated, I take medication just to get the fuck up in my zone, yeah
Concentrated, I need translation 'cause this bitch speaking in different tones, yeah
Orchestrate it, I'ma get it blazing then the public gon' act like I'm wrong, yeah
Act like I'm wrong when we kill that lil' nigga for speaking on me in every song, yeah
Get ya set up by a bitch and then I put that .45 right on ya
Yeah, put that grrr grrr on ya
It's good, I got it
I'm still depending on roxy
I fell in love with your body
I got drugs all in my IV
In that 'Cat, I take 'em on a highspeed
Gotta couple niggas tryna pop me
Got some soldiers standing right behind me
Off the radar, you can't find me
Gone in that bitch, top speed
Four nick', strike 'em like lightning
Love you, but you gaslighting, yeah
My bitch is worried about lighting
You niggas worried about fighting
You niggas bitches like me
You wanna be just like me
Ex bitch worried where I been
Make a move then I get to striking
Withdraws, I'm tryna fight it
I ain't even tryna lie, baby, one day I'm gon' end up dying
Uh, huh, uh, huh
It's good, I got it
I'm still depending on roxy
I fell in love with your body
I got drugs all in my IV
In that 'Cat, I take 'em on a highspeed
Gotta couple niggas tryna pop me
Got some soldiers standing right behind me
Off the radar, you can't find me
Gone in that bitch, top speed
Four nick', strike 'em like lightning
Love you, but you gaslighting, yeah
My bitch is worried about lighting
You niggas worried about fighting
You niggas bitches like me
You wanna be just like me
Ex bitch worried where I been
Make a move then I get to striking
Withdraws, I'm tryna fight it
I ain't even tryna lie, baby, one day I'm gon' end up dying
God forgive me, for all this shit that I'm doin', I don't know
God forgive me, I don't fuck with no niggas, I'm a loner
God forgive this nasty bitch for this head she givin', she's a domer
God forgive me for sinning with this bitch, she got that ass on her
Why you trippin on me? You cheated on me first, you act like I'm wrong-er
Roll that boy up in a swisher sweet, we gon' smoke him like a fuckin' stoner
Dedicated, I take medication just to get the fuck up in my zone, yeah
Concentrated, I need translation 'cause this bitch speaking in different tones, yeah
Orchestrate it, I'ma get it blazing then the public gon' act like I'm wrong, yeah
Act like I'm wrong when we kill that lil' nigga for speaking on me in every song, yeah
Get ya set up by a bitch and then I put that .45 right on ya
Yeah, put that grrr grrr on ya
It's good, I got it
I'm still depending on roxy
I fell in love with your body
I got drugs all in my IV
In that 'Cat, I take 'em on a highspeed
Gotta couple niggas tryna pop me
Got some soldiers standing right behind me
Off the radar, you can't find me
Gone in that bitch, top speed
Four nick', strike 'em like lightning
Love you, but you gaslighting, yeah
My bitch is worried about lighting
You niggas worried about fighting
You niggas bitches like me
You wanna be just like me
Ex bitch worried where I been
Make a move then I get to striking
Withdraws, I'm tryna fight it
I ain't even tryna lie, baby, one day I'm gon' end up dying
Writer(s): Deante Adam Johnson, James Addison Iii
