In Da Streets Lyrics

Niggas talkin' like they tough, but Them niggas sweet

Bitches talkin' tryna cuff, but them Bitches freaks

Smokin' 8ths, grippin' 9's, ridin' 4 deep

Bitch, I'm in the streets

Niggas talkin' like they tough, but them niggas sweet

Bitches talkin' tryna cuff, but them bitches freaks

Smokin' 8ths, grippin' 9's, ridin' 4 deep

Bitch, I'm in the streets

Bitch, I'm in the D

Parkin' lot, pimpin

Won rings like Pippen

Know I'm tinted', not slippin

Pull up curbside service, bitches Know I'm the man

Niggas muggin' and hatin', but I'm knowin' they fans

Get off, stack it up, re-up, do it again Why these niggas never know

Cause I don't run to my mans

Get a nigga in your business

They gon' fuck up your plan

Map it out and grind hard

I ain't fuckin' with chance Chem dog with gelato get as high as I can

Run them numbers like the lotto

I been punchin' them bins

Holyfield in the mall bitch, I need new timbs

Paint job on the Benz finna wax my rims

Yeah, I talk a lot of shit

but it was humble begins

So if a nigga fall off

I can do it again I'd die for my chain

Boy, you need to know that So try to run up on me, bitch

Then you need to blow that

Pussy

Niggas talkin' like they tough

but them niggas sweet

Bitches talkin' tryna cuff

but them bitches freaks

Smokin' 8ths, grippin' 9's

ridin' 4 deep

Bitch, I'm in the streets

Niggas talkin' like they tough, but them niggas sweet

Bitches talkin' tryna cuff, but them bitches freaks

Smokin' 8ths, grippin' 9's, ridin' 4 deep

Bitch, I'm in the streets

Hoppin' out everyday, somethin' new on

Fab 5 every song bitch, I put my crew on

Rollie two-tone, give a fuck about what you on

The man on my side, ain't shit gon' change

Like curry with a K, I don't need close range

I was out in Bal Harbor drinkin' free champagne

Me and Rich with the prezzies like we on campaign

Young niggas rock Amiris bitch, this Balmain

Know you niggas rockin' fakes, but that ain't my game

Niggas rockin' glass stones, but that ain't my chain

Heard your niggas ain't bout it, wouldn't test my gang

And when it's on frontline, niggas know I came

Like, countin' up bands on the scam plot

Send them right to your phone, like, nigga, airdrop

Nigga gettin' out of line, then we make his head rock

NCR, we done told you we the new Death Row

Hoe nigga lookin' shook, what you actin' scared for

Outta town with the glizzy, better let your man know

Talkin' shit up in tootsies like we ain't bring our own poles

Just hatin' we rainin' cause niggas bought the long dough

Niggas talkin' like they tough, but them niggas sweet

I be tryin' give free game, but them niggas cheap

Tryin' figure how we hangin' out every week

Bitch, I'm in the streets

Niggas talkin' like they tough, but them niggas sweet

Bitches talkin', tryin' cuff, but them bitches freaks

Smokin' 8th's, grippin' nines, round 4 deep

Bitch, I'm in the streets

Niggas talkin' like they tough, but them niggas sweet

Bitches talkin', tryin' cuff, but them bitches freaks

Smokin' 8ths , grippin' nines, round 4 deep

Bitch, I'm in the streets