This Street
Mix match designer on me
If you switch you get nothing from me
That's just how it's gone be
Say you gone run up on me
But this 40 on me
Hit your face cause I want you to see
I go crazy you know who I be
Sauve baby she hate me but love when I nut on her teeth
Say it's beef and he looking for me
How you looking for me I'm outside you ain't been on this street
Stuff it my pockets get deep
She say oh you so unique how you kill every beat
Baby I feel like a beast
I ain't been home for weeks
I been moving and chasing that breesh
Get high I feel like ET
Need that new srt
Even tho it might last me a week
She wanna smoke all my weed
Said that she want my seed i said girl it was never that deep
I was at the mall with a thot Told bitch don't touch nothing
Got it on me still won't trust nothing
Had to park the Porsche in the back just incase I had to cut something
You was there waiting cause the bus coming
Even back then I was hot
Making older bitches drop
Tryna bust something
Had to get the bucks from them
You was home waiting for a trust fund
I was tryna make another band before lunch come
Obama runtz fill up my lungs
Don't put no safety on my guns
Fuck a stripper I'm saving all my ones
Fuck these niggas they really all my sons
Trap nigga might serve you a plate
Rap nigga but they love me like I'm drake
Smoking za and I ain't get it out the 8
Smoking gas I ain't worried bout the breaks
My life like a film cause you know this movie real
Superman no Shaquille O Neal
Scoop ya bitch in this coupe and we peel off and get a meal
Don't run up cause my bitch concealed
I been getting money no cap
I was broke but I ain't finna go back
I ran it up and started getting to them racks
Different colors I don't ever gotta match
Mix match designer on me
If you switch you get nothing from Me
That's just how it's gone be
Say you gone run up on me
But this 40 on me
Hit your face cause I want you to see
I go crazy you know who I be
Sauve baby she hate me but love when I nut on her teeth
Say it's beef and he looking for me
How you looking for me I'm outside you ain't been on this street
Nigga you ain't been on this street
Knew your bitch for a minute and she been on my beef
They know for that money imma creep
Can't fit in my shoes you can't sit in my seat
Nigga I ain't never been a leach
I'm make it happen gang I brought sand to the beach
Imma drop a tape full of heat
They know Suave baby too elite
It's a fee for the feat
Foreign last week this week I ride hoopty
FaceTime ya bitch and she pick up like scoop me
Hit my other bitch now I'm riding with 2 freaks
Know that she a groupie shawty tryna do me
Boy yo pockets don't eat enough
Suave baby I'm heating up
Gotta check my degreees
Say she don't see me enough
Baby you just ain't keeping up
You can't blame that on me
I was out in PR with that poker on me
I was holding that bread so the birds was on me
I forgive I won't ever forget
blood and tears but I ain't break a sweat
Baby I caught a big bag got designer it's mix match
They like where did you get that
I watched em switch back
When I pulled out them big racks
Suave I had to get back
If you switch you get nothing from me
That's just how it's gone be
Say you gone run up on me
But this 40 on me
Hit your face cause I want you to see
I go crazy you know who I be
Sauve baby she hate me but love when I nut on her teeth
Say it's beef and he looking for me
How you looking for me I'm outside you ain't been on this street
Stuff it my pockets get deep
She say oh you so unique how you kill every beat
Baby I feel like a beast
I ain't been home for weeks
I been moving and chasing that breesh
Get high I feel like ET
Need that new srt
Even tho it might last me a week
She wanna smoke all my weed
Said that she want my seed i said girl it was never that deep
I was at the mall with a thot Told bitch don't touch nothing
Got it on me still won't trust nothing
Had to park the Porsche in the back just incase I had to cut something
You was there waiting cause the bus coming
Even back then I was hot
Making older bitches drop
Tryna bust something
Had to get the bucks from them
You was home waiting for a trust fund
I was tryna make another band before lunch come
Obama runtz fill up my lungs
Don't put no safety on my guns
Fuck a stripper I'm saving all my ones
Fuck these niggas they really all my sons
Trap nigga might serve you a plate
Rap nigga but they love me like I'm drake
Smoking za and I ain't get it out the 8
Smoking gas I ain't worried bout the breaks
My life like a film cause you know this movie real
Superman no Shaquille O Neal
Scoop ya bitch in this coupe and we peel off and get a meal
Don't run up cause my bitch concealed
I been getting money no cap
I was broke but I ain't finna go back
I ran it up and started getting to them racks
Different colors I don't ever gotta match
Mix match designer on me
If you switch you get nothing from Me
That's just how it's gone be
Say you gone run up on me
But this 40 on me
Hit your face cause I want you to see
I go crazy you know who I be
Sauve baby she hate me but love when I nut on her teeth
Say it's beef and he looking for me
How you looking for me I'm outside you ain't been on this street
Nigga you ain't been on this street
Knew your bitch for a minute and she been on my beef
They know for that money imma creep
Can't fit in my shoes you can't sit in my seat
Nigga I ain't never been a leach
I'm make it happen gang I brought sand to the beach
Imma drop a tape full of heat
They know Suave baby too elite
It's a fee for the feat
Foreign last week this week I ride hoopty
FaceTime ya bitch and she pick up like scoop me
Hit my other bitch now I'm riding with 2 freaks
Know that she a groupie shawty tryna do me
Boy yo pockets don't eat enough
Suave baby I'm heating up
Gotta check my degreees
Say she don't see me enough
Baby you just ain't keeping up
You can't blame that on me
I was out in PR with that poker on me
I was holding that bread so the birds was on me
I forgive I won't ever forget
blood and tears but I ain't break a sweat
Baby I caught a big bag got designer it's mix match
They like where did you get that
I watched em switch back
When I pulled out them big racks
Suave I had to get back
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Writer(s): Juwaughn Legions
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