For the Streets
How the fuck can you say that you don't want me
I put ya mans in the dirt he can't stop me
I saw you fucking his mans in the backstreets
Right after that you was giving me pussy
Then you told lies and went to fuck the whole team
Can't deal with this bitch man she is a whole treesh
She ate his mans up this bitch had a whole feast
Kick that bitch right to the damn streets
Shawty a treesh, Shawty a baba
Don't spin the block i'm with my shootas
So many bitches you would think we in hooters
Couldn't stop staring she had a big bounda
Linked with that bitch she was giving me top
Head was so wet like she was a mop
Nigga i busted and she wouldn't stop
That girl a demon she had me in shock
Like how the fuck did i make this far
All of these niggas they got fancy cars
That's gonna be me yeah that is for sure
And i mean soon and soon is not far
Rolls Royce and the top got the stars
Going 100, Out of the park
They biting my flow they like some sharks
They not on my level my car push to start
I pop a perc, make a nigga go berserk
Whatever works, i put a blick in her purse
I stay alert, never know who gonna lurk
Take that bitch out on a splurge
She want a purse
She gonna make my bank hurt
Gucci
Or Louie
It's just a tag when you out with me
Found a girl but found out she For The Streets
I cannot deal with this it's DTB
Passed around like a motherfuckin treesh
Somebody put that hoe on a leash
Throwin these 100s up at the club
Had that bitch squirtin like she was a FLUDD
Dropped her as soon as she wanted my love
I am not linking with her she a dud
Like how are you niggas jacking gangs but you can't even aim
He never picked up a stick he's a shame
He is not for the streets he just a lame
Corner boy nigga not ready for fame
I write my lyrics so we not the same
Not talking money you wasting my time
Can't you see that i'm still on my grind
She wanna go out but i know that she a treesh
Baba, Sleeze, Put that bitch on a leash
First nigga she see she give it for free
I had to drop her cause she for the streets
Bring the gang out and drinks on me
I never fake out i'm as real as real can be
Found a girl but found out she For The Streets
I cannot deal with this it's DTB
Passed around like a motherfuckin treesh
Somebody put that hoe on a leash
Throwin these 100s up at the club
Had that bitch squirtin like she was a FLUDD
Dropped her as soon as she wanted my love
I am not linkin with her she a dud
I put ya mans in the dirt he can't stop me
I saw you fucking his mans in the backstreets
Right after that you was giving me pussy
Then you told lies and went to fuck the whole team
Can't deal with this bitch man she is a whole treesh
She ate his mans up this bitch had a whole feast
Kick that bitch right to the damn streets
Shawty a treesh, Shawty a baba
Don't spin the block i'm with my shootas
So many bitches you would think we in hooters
Couldn't stop staring she had a big bounda
Linked with that bitch she was giving me top
Head was so wet like she was a mop
Nigga i busted and she wouldn't stop
That girl a demon she had me in shock
Like how the fuck did i make this far
All of these niggas they got fancy cars
That's gonna be me yeah that is for sure
And i mean soon and soon is not far
Rolls Royce and the top got the stars
Going 100, Out of the park
They biting my flow they like some sharks
They not on my level my car push to start
I pop a perc, make a nigga go berserk
Whatever works, i put a blick in her purse
I stay alert, never know who gonna lurk
Take that bitch out on a splurge
She want a purse
She gonna make my bank hurt
Gucci
Or Louie
It's just a tag when you out with me
Found a girl but found out she For The Streets
I cannot deal with this it's DTB
Passed around like a motherfuckin treesh
Somebody put that hoe on a leash
Throwin these 100s up at the club
Had that bitch squirtin like she was a FLUDD
Dropped her as soon as she wanted my love
I am not linking with her she a dud
Like how are you niggas jacking gangs but you can't even aim
He never picked up a stick he's a shame
He is not for the streets he just a lame
Corner boy nigga not ready for fame
I write my lyrics so we not the same
Not talking money you wasting my time
Can't you see that i'm still on my grind
She wanna go out but i know that she a treesh
Baba, Sleeze, Put that bitch on a leash
First nigga she see she give it for free
I had to drop her cause she for the streets
Bring the gang out and drinks on me
I never fake out i'm as real as real can be
Found a girl but found out she For The Streets
I cannot deal with this it's DTB
Passed around like a motherfuckin treesh
Somebody put that hoe on a leash
Throwin these 100s up at the club
Had that bitch squirtin like she was a FLUDD
Dropped her as soon as she wanted my love
I am not linkin with her she a dud
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Writer(s): Clarson Balan
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