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Streets Hot
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Streets Hot was released on January 21, 2026 by LIE Music Group as a part of the album Trap Motivation
ReleasedJanuary 21, 2026
LabelLIE Music Group
LanguageEnglish
BPM75
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Valence
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Lyrics

I had tried to stop the trappin', had my clientele trippin'
Now, I'm back and I got action, give the streets what they've been missin'
You can come and get a box (Get a box)
You can come and cop a 50
You can come and get a chicken (Hershey)
In my hood, we got them pigeons (We blowin' up)
Have you ever counted so much pape' it had you feelin' like the Feds close? (Feds close)
I trap out the morgue, I'm seein' way too many dead folks (Dead folks)
I'm fuckin' hella pat, these **** flat, these **** dead broke (Dead broke)
I'm fuckin' up they trap, I got the streets up in a dead boat (Dead boat)
Huh, streets hot, they say the Feds watchin' (Feds watchin')
You ain't get that shit from me, ****, I ain't worried 'bout it (****, I ain't worried 'bout it), uh
Streets hot, they say the Feds watchin' (The Feds watchin')
Shop with me, my prices cheap, ****, you get hella profit (****, you get hella profit)
Young **** stay on go, he do it just 'cause Simon said so (Said so)
He the type of **** need to go to church, the fuck you scared for? (Scared for)
I'm the type of **** run up the check even if my leg broke (Leg broke)
I'm the type of **** get high off drank and count the bread slow (Bread slow)
Come shop with me
Got the streets unlockin', key
From as far as I could see, **** square as they can be
****, far as it can go, I'd rather sell a 'bow
'Fore I lay up with a ho, I'll pack up, hit the road
I'm in traffic, they gon' come
Drop my nuts and drive the bums
Stack my pennies like a bomb
I made some cake up out of crumbs
I come straight up out the sewer
Dog shit, it's like manure
Had to do her like I do her, treat her like I never knew her
Have you ever counted so much pape' it had you feelin' like the Feds close? (Feds close)
I trap out the morgue, I'm seein' way too many dead folks (Dead folks)
I'm fuckin' hella pat, these **** flat, these **** dead broke (Dead broke)
I'm fuckin' up they trap, I got the streets up in a dead boat (A dead boat)
Huh, streets hot, they say the Feds watchin' (The Feds watchin')
You ain't get that shit from me, ****, I ain't worried 'bout it (****, I ain't worried 'bout it), yeah
Streets hot, they say the Feds watchin' (Feds watchin')
Shop with me, my prices cheap, ****, you get hella profit (****, you get hella profit)
I had tried to stop the trappin' (Trappin'), had my clientele trippin' (Trippin')
Now, I'm back and I got action (I got action), give the streets what they've been missin' (Been missin')
You can come and get a box (Box)
You can come and cop a 50 (50)
You can come and get a chicken (Get a chicken)
In my hood, we got them pigeons (Them pigeons)
I got Tris up in my cup, I ran it up, I'm feelin' rich as fuck (Rich as fuck)
They ain't talkin' lows, ain't talkin' trucks, I really don't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)
I can turn your trap up if it's slow, ****, I could build you up (Could build you up)
Fuck them **** trap up
Traffic dead, somebody lift him up (Lift him up)
I ain't sellin' nothin' but a whole thing, this ain't the old me (The old me)
I could sit back and let my phone ring, this bitch gon' roll, P (Gon' roll, P)
We gon' pull up on the block (Block), ****, everything good (Good)
Had to play that old Scooter (Scooter)
This a hundred band jugg (A hundred bag jugg)
Have you ever counted so much paper it had you feelin' like the Feds close? (Feds close)
I trap out the morgue, I'm seein' way too many dead folks (Dead folks)
I'm fuckin' hella pat, these **** flat, these **** dead broke (Dead broke)
I'm fuckin' up they trap, I got the streets up in a dead boat (Dead boat)
Huh, streets hot, they say the Feds watchin' (Feds watchin')
You ain't get that shit from me, ****, I ain't worried 'bout it (****, I ain't worried 'bout it), uh
Streets hot, they say the Feds watchin' (Feds watchin')
Shop with me, my prices cheap, ****, you get hella profit (****, you get hella profit)
Uh, streets hot, they say the Feds watchin'
Uh, streets hot, they say the Feds watchin'
Shop with me, my prices cheap, ****, you get hella profit (Hershey, we blowin' up)
Written by: Nickoe Whitley

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