Out The Streets Lyrics

Out the streets

Yeah, yeah, huh

Look

I be in my bag and on my shit, You hoes be on some dick

thinking bout that nigga, I'm just scheming tryna hit a lick

Vvs on my neck and on my wrist, it bring out the fit

These hoes be faker than they bag, these hoes be counterfeit

Don't even know where I'm a start y'all got me fucked up

The Same bitch called me flop got mad I'm coming up

I got my foot down on they neck so now blowing up

Who wanna try it treat em like a chair and fold em up,

I gotta make it. I got family, I got kids to feed

Can't pay my fee you better stick to booking Minnie me's

Ain't from the X but I got all these niggas feeling me

That fake love it be killing me, I still be gone off Hennessy

This double B around my neck bitch respect

This shit be wet, He flood me out, brand new Patek on it

I Do his head like he Beyoncé put a check on it

I'm Big before Xxl but bitch I'm next on it!

Yeah

I Ain't beefing with a bum cuz we past that

A Ho can catch me out in traffic in this scat pack

We run em down and get em gone that boy a fast pack

Take a nigga out the streets we won't give his pass back

Yeah

I Ain't beefing with a bum cuz we past that

A Ho can catch me out in traffic in this scat pack

We run em down and get em gone that boy a fast pack

Take a nigga out the streets we won't give his pass back

I'm tryna put on for my city I'm feeling like jeezy

I swear this shit be hard as hell I just make it look easy

Trying not to slide hos but I'm feeling like Yeezy

These bitches burnt up like pizza, somebody call queen key

I'm on they ass, they on a budget we is not the same

I feel like Debo when I'm passing niggas tuck they chain

Freeze my heart with every trip I take to jhonny Dane

I keep it cold so I get numb & I won't feel the pain

Wrist shinning match the neck I'm beaming

He ain't tryna give neck in leaving!!

Told them hoes pipe down! Is my season

Slide it cross yo nigga nose now I got em fiening

No pill Cosby, if they sleep on me then fuck em

Hoes don't want no smoke we roll em up just like a Russian

I just dropped some racks down my fit like it's nothing!

And ion need light bitch you can tell these diamonds bussin

Yeah

Ain't beefing with a bum cuz we past that

A Ho can catch me out in traffic in this scat pack

We run em down and get em gone that boy a fast pack

Take a nigga out the streets we won't give his pass back

Yeah

Ain't beefing with a bum cuz we past that

A Ho can catch me out in traffic in this scat pack

We run em down and get em gone that boy a fast pack

Take a nigga out the streets we won't give his pass back

I'll take nigga out the streets

hit em in his sleep r.i.p

If he a dog im a put em on a leash

ask who bought that tape and it was "no one" Alicia keys

I'll take nigga out the streets

hit em in his sleep r.i.p

If he a dog im a put em on a leash

ask who bought that tape and it was "no one" Alicia keys

Yeah

I Ain't beefing with a bum cuz we past that

A Ho can catch me out in traffic in this scat pack

We run em down and get em gone that boy a fast pack

Take a nigga out the streets we won't give his pass back

I Ain't beefing with a bum cuz we past that

A Ho can catch me out in traffic in this scat pack

We run em down and get em gone that boy a fast pack

Take a nigga out the streets we won't give his pass back