Back To The Streets

I'm doin' service for ****, but ain't got no deals

And how you fuckin' on the baller, ****, but ain't got no wills

And I ain't come to murder these hoes, but I fuckin' kill

City girl certified, ****, yeah, this shit for reals

Mile high member, bitch, get your flights up

And I pop that pink pill, don't make me get your life cut

Don't run up on a bitch and die thinkin' you can fight us

All my bitches gon' ride 25 to life us

And I'm all up in the sky fuckin' with that toosie

Her man gon' wanna slip inside, staring at his booty

I can't fuck with new hoes, these bitches be like groupies

And I can't fuck with new ****, these **** actin' fruity

I want the to rain on me like NOLA, up in the club

I want that **** cause I'm a roller, and he a thug

Fuck with my ****, he got that coca, yeah, he the plug

Don't listen to rumors that be them haters, them bitches bugs

R.A.I.N. on me, daddy, but watch out

Pussy pack a mean punch, it's lookin' like a knockout

Keep a-lookin' at my ****, lil' bitch gon' get boxed out

And I'm sellin' crack out this coochie, come get your rocks out

I don't kiss and tell, baby, I'm back to the streets

Your secrets stay with me, baby, under lock and key

Smokin' Rolling two backy, getting, hard to see

Battery in her back, I bet that bitch won't try me

He wanna grab the size, ****, it's a touch and fee

Buy me some gifts, some diamonds, that's gon' blind me

You keep on starin', ****, come and by some pussy

A bitch back to the streets, no need to welcome me

I just wanna talk, and he just wanna fuck

He tryna gas my head up, for pussy where the bucks

Don't talk, show me, cause you not doin' enough

Kick him to the curb, your money gone, you outta luck

Icy bitch, zuubandz siren eyes got him stuck

Outside with the gang, doin' a dash, you know we drunk

Shakin' ass, get the tab paid, you know I'm cunt

In and out his mind while he smokin', up the runts

Don't stop, don't stop, daddy, we vibin' now

Sittin' on his lap while his hand up my gown

Pussy get so wet wear a vest , I'ma make you drown

Bad when it comes to money, don't need my cap and gown

Mouth go super crazy, so it should be more renowned

Pussy good, I need a encore it make a clappin' sound

Perfect 10's the hottest sound, you ain't hear it now

Perfect 10's got him obsessed, so he fiendin' now

Fiendin' now

Perfect, perfect, yeah

Perfect