You can die in the streets
Street light, think twice,
Leather regular, interior, mean that
Reach back, pimp slapper,
hater I got old school juice, curl activator
two personalities ain't safe
Ay, ay, my whip 50k, my clip 17,
Take it outside, we ready already
We're rifles that'll suck in
It ain't sweet down here,
Ain't talkin' skateboards,
It ain't sweet down here,
Ain't talkin' skateboards,
You dealin' with bosses, it's
You can tell by the bodies that are left around
I got a different sound, I gotta rustle hustle I gotta
figure where it get in figures, no rebuttal
Niggas jumpin' out of cars,
Need to jump up in the game,
But believe in these bitches,
killin' and feelin' these bitches
you ain't seein' these bitches
Not dickless, not killess, not dirtless
stretch -marked and worthless
I'm workin' on my membrane
California and I'm thinkin'
I'm a dealer been killing nig
Ain't talking skateboards but I grind,
You dealin with bosses it's my for life
And we care to connect with
Ain't talking skateboards but I grind,
You dealin wit bosses it's my for life
I'm not afraid to spit it,
This is from the mouth of the
Hell nah, you can't fix it,
That's what the streets want, so
Like brains all over the dashboard, pivot
Give them what they ask for,
Man, cuz the math add up,
Ain't talkin' skateboards,
And we killin' it back with
It ain't sweet down here,
Ain't talkin' skateboards,
And we kill to connect with the highest price