Street credit

(Woah, yeah)

I was outside thuggin' with the mob (Yeah)

Team no lack, yeah, we got new mops (Boop-boop, boop-boop)

Bitch pulled up, "Is you fuckin' or not?" Yeah

I got a fast-ass ride, yeah, X and the Jeep truck flyin', yeah

You don't got no street credit (Nah), uh

I was just duckin' from the feds, yeah

I don't care what he said, huh, double cup full of Tris, yeah

Ten racks on my teeth, yeah, I'm tryna hit some heads, yeah

I got the blues, I'm lit, yeah, yeah, I got blues on fit, yeah

I got a cool five, lit, yeah, **** can't do what I did, yeah

Pourin' up Tris, huh

I got my slime in the mix, huh

Count up the fucked up checks, uh-huh

Told the ho, "Let me know what you do"

Countin' up a hundred thou' in this room

Bitch can't fake it for nothin'

Bitch can't kick it for nothin', yeah

Ride 'round, all black gun

Brand-new, brand-new Vetements, yeah

Now I got money on the bed now, uh

Pourin' up, pfft, put the red down, yeah

Told slime, “Catch up, I'm next now”

Bitch, my slime finna crash out, yeah

Bitch actin' up, pull the bands out, ayy

Bitch actin' up, pull the bands out, ayy

5.56 gon' flip that truck (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

(Woah, yeah)

I was outside thuggin' with the mob (Yeah)

Team no lack, yeah, we got new mops (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Bitch pulled up, "Is you fuckin' or not?" Yeah

I got a fast-ass ride, yeah, X and the Jeep truck flyin', yeah

You don't got no street credit (Nah), uh

I was just duckin' from the feds, yeah

I don't care what he said, huh, double cup full of Tris, yeah

Ten racks on my teeth, yeah, I'm tryna hit some heads, yeah

I got the blues, I'm lit, yeah, yeah, I got blues on fit, yeah

I got a cool five, lit, yeah, **** can't do what I did, yeah