What’s up, man?
Petty
Is it, man?
I’m good
b#tch, this is how I-, ayy
Ayy, chillin’ with these freaks [Ayy, who made it? Millan made it]
I got a fetish, I like b#tches with pretty teeth and pretty feet [Feet
This sh#t get deep
Ho asked me do I love her, I said, “b#tch, I love the streets”
I want a girl that got a problem, can’t stop f#cking with these freaks [Damn
I ain’t gotta do too much, I’m lit, when they see me, hoes speak [Yeah
They ain’t gotta know we f#cking, uh-uh, keep that sh#t low-key [Low-key
I don’t like ’em in my business, you know me, I’m CMP [Yeah
p#ss# good, I get yo’ hair done, I keep yo’ sh#t on fleek [Yeah
Hundred shots up in the Draco, knock down walls, this b#tch a bеast [Baow, baow]
We ain’t talking to no laws, I go deaf, I can’t speak [Haha, dеaf
And nah, we don’t squash beef, we put n#gg#s on a tee [Brrt, brrt
The opps think it’s sweet ’cause we ain’t spin in like a week [Yeah
And we don’t get tired of sliding, b#tch, I do this sh#t for Dee [Bah-bah, yeah
Have you ever got in a shootout and had to wash off with the bleach? [Yeah
Have you ever sat in bushes tryna run down on a beast? [Oh, yeah?
Have you ever touched a brick, have you feeling like you Meech? [Yeah
This Glock 19 little, but it’ll knock you off yo’ feet [Boom
And no, I don’t pillow talk to hoes, no, l am too street [Yeah
n#gg#, f#ck a drive-by, b#tch, we hoppin’ out on feet [Bah-bah
I ain’t come to smoke [Bah] no weed, b#tch, get down on yo’ knees [Bah, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah
And I don’t believe in no big homie, n#gg#s don’t practice what they preach
Them n#gg#s killed my partner? Cool, leave it in the streets [Yeah
Them n#gg#s gon’ die soon as we find out where they be [Yeah, for real
And I don’t gotta give out money [Bah], them hoes gon’ f#ck me ‘cause I’m street [Get down
Told lil’ bro, “Don’t spare a soul, you better hit everything you see”
I got a fetish, I like b#tches with pretty teeth and pretty feet [Feet
This sh#t get deep [Feet
Ho asked me do I love her, I said, “b#tch, I love the streets”
I want a girl that got a problem, can’t stop f#cking with these freaks [Damn
I ain’t gotta do too much, I’m lit, when they see me, hoes speak [Yeah
They ain’t gotta know we f#cking, uh-uh, keep that sh#t low-key [Low-key
I don’t like ’em in my business, you know me, I’m CMP [Yeah
p#ss# good, I get yo’ hair done, I keep yo’ sh#t on fleek [On fleek
Hundred shots up in the Draco, knock down walls, this b#tch a beast [Baow, grrt]
We got sticks all in this trap house and I can’t slow down for nothin’, baby, this a Track hawk [Slow down
I just f#cked this ratchet b#tch and made her tap out [Bah
God, money, and family the only thing that I care ’bout [Haha], woah
Body after body, let’s have some competition [You see it
Ain’t no squashing beef, f#ck the opposition [Skrrt
We got switches on them Glocks, ain’t no such thing as missing [Uh-uh
I go slide by myself, I’m the only witness
This a Scat Pack [Yeah], and I got thirty in this Glock [Come here], he better back-back [Yeah
I don’t show love [Hey] to none of my opps, they gon’ get hash tagged [Brrt
Lil’ bro thirteen, he tryna slide with his lil’ bad #ss, fah
I got a fetish, I like b#tches with pretty teeth and pretty feet [Feet
This sh#t get deep [Feet
Ho asked me do I love her, I said, “b#tch, I love the streets”
I want a girl that got a problem, can’t stop f#cking with these freaks [Damn
I ain’t gotta do too much, I’m lit, when they see me, hoes speak [Yeah
They ain’t gotta know we f#cking, uh-uh, keep that sh#t low-key [Low-key
I don’t like ’em in my business, you know me, I’m CMP [Yeah
p#ss# good, I get yo’ hair done, I keep yo’ sh#t on fleek [On fleek
Hundred shots up in the Draco, knock down walls, this b#tch a beast [Beast]
Haha, where they at? Where they be?
‘Cause I don’t see ’em on these streets
Catch him down bad, do ’em dirty, ’bout they freak
That Glocky, that’s my twin, I don’t let ’em in my reach [In my reach
Yeah, where they be?
See ’em on they streets
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