MP3: Lil Tjay – Clutchin My Strap

Lil Tjay - Clutchin My Strap

Clutchin My Strap by Lil Tjay

Clutchin My Strap, the latest hit song from "Lil Tjay," a prolific maker of bangers, is available here. This week saw the unquestionably release of one of the biggest hits, and you can depend on us to always give you the best.

This most recent difficult project, "Lil Tjay - Clutchin My Strap," is certain to reach the top of the charts because it is clear that the team responsible put their all into the work's execution.

From the collection of African drums and percussion found in "Lil Tjay - Clutchin My Strap" to the amazing vocal laying and thought-provoking lyrics combined with the customary mixing and mastering.

  • Author: Rõçky Bøy
  • Artist(s): Lil Tjay
  • Track: Clutchin My Strap
  • Music category: Audio/mpeg
  • Released Date: 2023

Since we all know the vibe never dies, we can categorically state that "Lil Tjay - Clutchin My Strap" is one hard work that will disrupt the airwaves for a while. This weekend, the producer "Lil Tjay" announced a new release on Twitter and other social media sites, and you can stream it on DSP all over the world.

This song, "Clutchin My Strap," is already bombing on well-known streaming services like Audiomack, Youtube Music, and Apple Music. It is without a doubt a delight to your ears and will melt hearts.

“Clutchin My Strap Lyrics”

Ooh, there’s a power in your soul
Ooh, and I wanted you to know
Only you can help that magic to unfold
So be true to yourself
There is something to be held

Hunger in my body, I got pain in my blood
Nothin’ average ’bout me, I done got it out the mud
Really I’m a young thug runnin’ off some drugs
Millies in my bank account, so I done made it flood
Of course, I won’t never go back
Old life, that was so whack
Still gotta move tact
Got PTSD, clutchin’ my strap

For nothin’ I’ma bang, I just do that ’cause I want to
A hundred to your name, bet them shooters come and hunt you
We gon’ move smart, not gon’ sacrifice the front crew
Pussy nigga, I know you be wishin’ you could undo
What you did to mе, I took seven, he took three
But thеse flesh wounds better than a bullet to the ski
Allegedly, ’cause I don’t even really know what happened
I’m just rappin’, but I bet I’m ’bout that action
Four-five, leave a nigga slumped, like he tired
I know they gon’ leave you on the job, say you fired
Real street nigga from the start, just retired
Circle close, catch a body if you tryna get hired
Can’t trust niggas, niggas police, they be wired
Liars, forget all about loyalty through fire
Miss all of my niggas in the motherfuckin’ sky, yeah
Shootin’ ’bout your name, I can’t sit back bein’ quiet

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