SHH (100 Degrees) Lyrics

I been caught up in the streets

Feeling the pressure it squeeze

Niggas was stuck on the corner

Living life Warner

Trying to eat

Till them niggas start hitting like Jordan

Spinning some more

Said pass me the beef

Sat on the bench

Till I got on the floor

Said bruh lemme score

Said pass me the cleats

Lil bitch trynna talk bout her aura

Shop at Sephora

Walk with a ting

Fucking her fucking her fucking her shorts up

Watching her pour

And drip through the sheets

Trynna get me a urus on corsa

Whip it like forza

Fuck up the street

Young nigga hot

Swear this bitch said I scorch her

80 or more like 100 degrees

Swear this bitch tell my bitch how I treat her

Now this bitch trynna change my demeanor

Getting rich had to Off White the sneaker

Hooked on a bag

Made racks off a tweaker

Stay eating good

But they pockets is leaner

I hadda stack

No cash talking Ether

To be honest I'm still keep racks

But got MetaMask

So send it through either

Say iss up den iss stuck what it do

Nigga fucked outta luck made the news

Smell the Runtz when I puff ain't the two

Keeping it blunt off a blunt spitting truth

Trapping like Freddy

Ain't worried bout a Krueger

Or them niggas mix crush with the juice

Just made a run

Good rapport with the jeweler

They can't wait til they ice out the crew

Fuck it goin for Savage

Trapping a big amount

On my bitch neck and wrist

Cost a quarter pound

What I spent on my whip

Like a quarter house

What you spent

I done spent on insurance now

Came from partments 3701

Came from partments you said it we spun

Had to set up the field goal for punting stunting

Rolling around like I'm pun

Why this bitch finna tell me she love me for nothing

Still spend 300 for lunch

It's 11 might call it a brunch or function

Still pulling up just to stunt

What the fuck mane this bitch said she got her husband

Fuck it we getting it done

Fuck it I'm all in her stomach gushing

Told her to keep it on hush

Talking bout talking bout