Strong Arm - Weiland

Gin$eng!

Yeah, she keep callin' my phone

Yeah, I’m a strong arm!

Yeah, aye, turn me up bro!

She keep callin' my phone

Get my nine on, I’m a strong arm

Get my nine on, I’m a strong arm

Get my nine on, I’m a strong arm

Weiland off the drugs, go so hard

All my pieces bust, got some new cards

Loaded clip, automatic firearm

VVS chains with the gold charms

Servin' all the fiends, we got bars

Put him on his the xans, he a retard

Pull up to the scene, so avant-garde

Run off with the pack, I’mma get paid

Had to run it up, do it my way

You lookin' for a friend, you too late

They just want what’s on my plate

No I can’t hang, you too fake

Pockets full of knots, pockets full of weight

I just wanna fuck, we can’t date

In love with my Glock, got a dinner date

And my jeans, yeah, they Number (N)ine

When I’m off the lean, yeah, I’m in my prime

I don’t want that bitch, she ain’t worth a dime

All your diamonds fake, they not genuine

Need a band if you want my damn time

Fuckin' with a real one, wait in line

Diamonds, they reflect, diamonds, yeah, they shine

Wanna be my savage, I’mma make her mine

Runnin' to the bands, yeah, I’m seein' signs

I’m a star child, all the stars align

Get my nine on, I’m a strong arm

Get my nine on, I’m a strong arm

Weiland off the drugs, goin' so hard

Weiland off the drugs, goin' so hard

Get my nine on, I’m a strong arm

Weiland off the drugs, goin' so hard

All my pieces bust, got some new cars

Loaded clip, automatic firearm

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Get my nine on, strong arm

Get my nine on, strong arm

Off the drugs, goin' so damn hard