Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Symba
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avery Earls
Songwriter
Demario Driver
Songwriter
Donnie Meadows
Songwriter
Evan Fountaine
Songwriter
Kaliya Ashley Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
Engineer
Rachel Blum
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Nonstop Da Hitman
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She want a street ****
If I don't get the head first, can't sleep with her
She got miles on her, so I can't be with her
Took her to the drive-thru, can't eat with her
Look, she want a street ****
She ain't coming outside with a cheap ****
She ain't got no time for a weak ****
She wanna trap on team with a street, street, street, street
She want a street ****
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I don't wanna be with her
There's times I do not agree with her
I fuck her so good, when she see other bitches I'm fucking with, she try to beat 'em up
I might be crazy, but I think it's kind of attractive the way she
(Street, street, street, street, street)
Just make sure you keep it up
The trap doing good when you back in the city
You in the Marriott wrapping 'em with me
Flew out of state with them packages with me
Doing yo' hair in the back of the Bentley
You turn to a demon when you off the Henny
She only fucking with **** with felonies
Before I was winning, this bitch took a L with me
You want a street ****, that's what you telling me
[Verse 3]
She want a street ****
If I don't get the head first, can't sleep with her
She got miles on her, so I can't be with her
Took her to the drive-thru, can't eat with her
Look, she want a street ****
She ain't coming outside with a cheap ****
She ain't got no time for a weak ****
She wanna trap on team with a street, street, street, street
[Verse 4]
She want a street ****
If I don't get the head first, can't sleep with her
She got miles on her, so I can't be with her
Took her to the drive-thru, can't eat with her
Look, she want a street ****
She ain't coming outside with a cheap ****
She ain't got no time for a weak ****
She wanna trap on team with a street, street, street, street (Kali)
She want a street ****
[Verse 5]
He from the hood made it out of the streets
(Uh-huh)
I'm expensive, so my type is harder to keep
(Uh-huh)
Love me a street ****, but with me he a softie
He don't none of them game, so that beef shit is costly
.43 on his hip, he don't do none of that talking
VV's all on my neck, they gone' hit just like Rocky
Yeah, he a street ****, I'm kind of bougie
Love me a **** that keep him a tooly
Stiff on these hoes, yeah, he be hella of choosy
Hate a broke ****, they carry the cooties
Yo' boyfriend a hoe, he ain't in the streets
Wouldn't be no you if he fucking with me
And yo' homeboy a phony, we don't know his block
He ain't a street ****, he just tryna flock
[Verse 6]
She want a street ****
If I don't get the head first, can't sleep with her
She got miles on her, so I can't be with her
Took her to the drive through, can't eat with her
Look, she want a street ****
She ain't coming outside with a cheap ****
She ain't got time for a weak ****
She wanna trap on team with a street, street, street, street
[Verse 7]
She want a street ****
If I don't get the head first, can't sleep with her
She got miles on her, so I can't be with her
Took her to the drive through, can't eat with her
Look, she want a street ****
She ain't coming outside with a cheap ****
She ain't got time for a weak ****
She wanna trap on team with a street, street, street, street
She want a street
[Verse 8]
(Gangsta Grillz)
Written by: Avery Earls, Demario Driver, Donnie Meadows, Evan Fountaine, Kaliya Ashley Ross
