Street Shit

(album: Boochie Gang - 2018)

[Lud Foe:]
Got a red beam on this motherfucking Glock nine
You better run 'fore your ass get left behind
I know she was your bitch but she was never mine
Still a pigeon ass nigga, you can't wait to drop a dime
Ayy, ayy

Niggas always yelling out all that street shit
Pussy boy, we ain't the ones you want to beef with
'Cause we tote Uzis, we leave woozy
A bunch of clips like we starting a movie
A bunch of diamonds on my wrist, Patek Philippe shit
We hit the mall and we ain't never on no cheap shit
We wear Gucci and Louis, we got guns like Call of Duty
Niggas always yelling out all that street shit
Pussy boy, we ain't the ones you want to beef with
'Cause we tote Uzis, we leave woozy
A bunch of clips like we starting a movie
A bunch of diamonds on my wrist, Patek Philippe shit
We hit the mall and we ain't never on no cheap shit
We wear Gucci and Louis, we got guns like Call of Duty

I got a red beam on this motherfucking Glock nine
You better run 'fore your ass get left behind
I know she was your bitch but she was never mine
Still a pigeon ass nigga, you can't wait to drop a dime
Don't start shit, nigga it won't be shit
I fuck around and go to jail today, that don't eat shit
I'm rolling, I'm so motherfucking high I can't see shit
All them niggas fu but still I act like I don't peep shit
This fuck nigga wanna at me on some tweet shit
Pussy nigga I'm the wrong one to tweak with
Pull up on a fuck nigga block, then fire it up
Baby girl bend that thing over, I'ma tear it up
Forgis on my whip, I'ma ride, block the tires up
Quit yelling, woofing 'bout what you gon' do and just surprise us
Me and my niggas gang bang
And some of them still in the chain gang

Niggas always yelling out all that street shit
Pussy boy, we ain't the ones you want to beef with
'Cause we tote Uzis, we leave woozy
A bunch of clips like we starting a movie
A bunch of diamonds on my wrist, Patek Philippe shit
We hit the mall and we ain't never on no cheap shit
We wear Gucci and Louis, we got guns like Call of Duty
Niggas always yelling out all that street shit
Pussy boy, we ain't the ones you want to beef with
'Cause we tote Uzis, we leave woozy
A bunch of clips like we starting a movie
A bunch of diamonds on my wrist, Patek Philippe shit
We hit the mall and we ain't never on no cheap shit
We wear Gucci and Louis, we got guns like Call of Duty

[SG Batman:]
Blue and white behind me, they gotta catch me
Bitch you better not test me
You'll get your ass sniped like Wesley
I'm a demon, you don't wanna upset me
When we walk into the building, cut the check please
I let this TEC squeeze
Coolant kit up on this bitch to let the TEC breathe
Keep my foot on niggas' necks, I know they can't breathe
Niggas don't want statics, we tote automatics
Shoot a nigga in his face for acting like he savage
They ain't wanna see us win but it already happened
Don't confuse me with this rapping, bitch we coming through clapping
Stacking money, bitch you know my bread long
Geek his head up, now his head gone
Try to run, I'ma put this lead on you
Paramedics, white sheets, and a stretch bank boy

[Lud Foe:]
Niggas always yelling out all that street shit
Pussy boy, we ain't the ones you want to beef with
'Cause we tote Uzis, we leave woozy
A bunch of clips like we starting a movie
A bunch of diamonds on my wrist, Patek Philippe shit
We hit the mall and we ain't never on no cheap shit
We wear Gucci and Louis, we got guns like Call of Duty
Niggas always yelling out all that street shit
Pussy boy, we ain't the ones you want to beef with
'Cause we tote Uzis, we leave woozy
A bunch of clips like we starting a movie
A bunch of diamonds on my wrist, Patek Philippe shit
We hit the mall and we ain't never on no cheap shit
We wear Gucci and Louis, we got guns like Call of Duty