Belong To The Streets
Late night, skrrt in the Merc', yeah, she's tryna pop Percs
My shawty the worst
Sippin' on the Maggie, burst
We lit, we turnt
We can do this in the car
Girl, you fucking with a star
So give me your heart
I don't want no one disturbing our peace, yeah, yeah
Shawty she bad but belong to the streets, yeah, yeah
Instagram model, still got on her knees, yeah
Knees, yeah
We could do this for the week, yeah
Week, yeah
Giving me glimpses that you be prestige
Allow it, girl, go on your knees
I do this with ease
Yeah, want that slop top with no teeth
Baby girl, buss it for me
I need your energy
My baddie from Manchester
She blow me like canisters
Girl with the stamina
I love me a challenger
Said she ain't got time for other niggas but puts me in her calendar
Hop in the passenger
Let's go cause a massacre
Si-sit back and relax and get in the zone, zone, zone
You know my shawty sweet, always bad to the bone, bone, bone
You ain't gotta move stoosh, girl, you know we both grown
Girl, you ain't alone
It's gonna all unfold
Oh, yeah
Late night, skrrt in the Merc', yeah, she's tryna pop Percs
My shawty the worst
Sippin' on the Maggie, burst
We lit, we turnt
We can do this in the car
Girl, you fucking with a star
So give me your heart
I don't want no one disturbing our peace, yeah, yeah
Shawty she bad but belong to the streets, yeah, yeah
Instagram model, still got on her knees, yeah
Knees, yeah
We could do this for the week, yeah
Week, yeah
I-I-I'll be a fool if I wife me a ho
Fall in love wasn't the plan, girl, I'm tryna hit and go
So, so baby, so baby, come put on a show
I'm on the craziest roll
If you didn't know
Tryna get to the crib, had to put in ways, yeah
Got me speeding fast, I ain't driving safe, yeah
Speeding to you, doing 60 miles in a 20 zone
Don't fall asleep, I'll be right there 'cause
You know my heart's in fully
G-g-giving me the demon eyes like she wanna take off my hoodie
Bad girl just turned bully
Bad-bad girl just turned monster
She ain't playing when she goes under
She praying that this ain't no one off
Hoping that I don't go run off
Late night, skrrt in the Merc', yeah, she's tryna pop Percs
My shawty the worst
Sippin' on the Maggie, burst
We lit, we turnt
We can do this in the car
Girl, you fucking with a star
So give me your heart
I don't want no one disturbing our peace, yeah, yeah
Shawty she bad but belong to the streets, yeah, yeah
Instagram model, still got on her knees, yeah
Knees, yeah
We could do this for the week, yeah
Week, yeah
(Ay, Michelin)
My shawty the worst
Sippin' on the Maggie, burst
We lit, we turnt
We can do this in the car
Girl, you fucking with a star
So give me your heart
I don't want no one disturbing our peace, yeah, yeah
Shawty she bad but belong to the streets, yeah, yeah
Instagram model, still got on her knees, yeah
Knees, yeah
We could do this for the week, yeah
Week, yeah
Giving me glimpses that you be prestige
Allow it, girl, go on your knees
I do this with ease
Yeah, want that slop top with no teeth
Baby girl, buss it for me
I need your energy
My baddie from Manchester
She blow me like canisters
Girl with the stamina
I love me a challenger
Said she ain't got time for other niggas but puts me in her calendar
Hop in the passenger
Let's go cause a massacre
Si-sit back and relax and get in the zone, zone, zone
You know my shawty sweet, always bad to the bone, bone, bone
You ain't gotta move stoosh, girl, you know we both grown
Girl, you ain't alone
It's gonna all unfold
Oh, yeah
Late night, skrrt in the Merc', yeah, she's tryna pop Percs
My shawty the worst
Sippin' on the Maggie, burst
We lit, we turnt
We can do this in the car
Girl, you fucking with a star
So give me your heart
I don't want no one disturbing our peace, yeah, yeah
Shawty she bad but belong to the streets, yeah, yeah
Instagram model, still got on her knees, yeah
Knees, yeah
We could do this for the week, yeah
Week, yeah
I-I-I'll be a fool if I wife me a ho
Fall in love wasn't the plan, girl, I'm tryna hit and go
So, so baby, so baby, come put on a show
I'm on the craziest roll
If you didn't know
Tryna get to the crib, had to put in ways, yeah
Got me speeding fast, I ain't driving safe, yeah
Speeding to you, doing 60 miles in a 20 zone
Don't fall asleep, I'll be right there 'cause
You know my heart's in fully
G-g-giving me the demon eyes like she wanna take off my hoodie
Bad girl just turned bully
Bad-bad girl just turned monster
She ain't playing when she goes under
She praying that this ain't no one off
Hoping that I don't go run off
Late night, skrrt in the Merc', yeah, she's tryna pop Percs
My shawty the worst
Sippin' on the Maggie, burst
We lit, we turnt
We can do this in the car
Girl, you fucking with a star
So give me your heart
I don't want no one disturbing our peace, yeah, yeah
Shawty she bad but belong to the streets, yeah, yeah
Instagram model, still got on her knees, yeah
Knees, yeah
We could do this for the week, yeah
Week, yeah
(Ay, Michelin)
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Writer(s): Christopher Dejesus, Joseph William Gosling, Eric Muteba
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