Out To Da' Streets

Told her come this way
Come roll with a G
She ain't never been with a rich nigga
So she feel like she hitting the lottery
All my pointers got fish scales
Look like some shit in Biology
Shorty want to flip bet I hit tails
Then I send her where she want back out to the streets

And she know I wanna hit
She too intelligent
Trying to serve some years in that pussy no veteran
Seen every side
Ooh I like the spice ya' adding no zataran
Come show me why you say that pussy heaven sent
Tell her pack a bag
Pick a flight
We gone be gone by the night
She say I'm wrong and she right
And that's why we end up in fights
Beat her back in till' she right
Beat her back in till she tight
And that's when she turn around like
Daddy I was wrong you was right
Shawty I'm a King
I ain't gone settle down less you know you a queen
I just bought me some McQueens
I be flexing on these niggas
That's why I be singing
I swear this shit too easy
I be having they bitch creaming
If she ain't thinking bout' me then she dreaming
If she ain't happy with you she leaving
Say you want smoke I'll give you a reason
Can't keep up with my moves
I be out here with the crew
Fuck on ya bitch get the loot
Ya do
I do
So baby what you trynna do
In ya town I got one night to lose
After that bitch I'm back on my groove
So I told her

Told her come this way
Come roll with a G
She ain't never been with a rich nigga
So she feel like she hitting the lottery
All my pointers got fish scales
Look like some shit in Biology
Shorty want to flip bet I hit tails
Then I send her where she want back out to the streets

Baby keep it a thou' with me
You don't fuck with me
You just want to see where all of my dollars be
That's not a problem cause honestly
I just want to fuck without having to say apologies
You say I'm toxic
I been on hot shit
I ain't giving up
No I'm not stopping
You could sit back with ya gang keep watching
We breaking down all the doors no locksmith
They like king zayy don't get him out of pocket
He a send this bitch up no rocket
If you beefing with me and ain't about family or money
Then little nigga stop it
What ever I like I cop it
What ever songs I hate I dropped em'
Don't tweak still clocking my moves
I keep track of every dollar
Make that pussy mariah carey sing
And jennifer hudson holler
Don't need to price check I got it
Don't need to trip ain't no problem
I feel ya energy
I'm trynna feel something out it
I know ya feeling me
Let's get a taste of exotic
And see a million dreams when you fuck with me
You winning
Let's get a two door coup
Hella tints
No one up in it
They can't see
Shit that we doing
We getting nasty
Our business they can't even
Mind it they tripping
Mm they mad they envy
I get bag that's plenty
I spend cash on a dizzy day
You can't talk yo shit ah