Letra de Strapped in Calabasas - Yo Gotti

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 nigga nothing slide

Real smoke get smoked nigga

Any day I can go back to selling dope nigga

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 bitches on us

Soccer team owner

Hellcats & Trackhawks, just to do donuts

Been tryna buy the hood

Wanna buy the Grizzlies

If I buy a bitch 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 shit was gon' fade soon

Cuz I'm the type of nigga take 2-3 bitches 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 (Fuck em)

Too much money for a safe

Type of money for an estate (Yeah)

So Mario & Mariah & Kayla straight

For real

Dope 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

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