Still on street

Ayy, bitches know that I'm

still in the streets

If he run up, I alt and delete, clean the Glock and repeat

It get hot, throw that bitch in a creek

Hit the spot, it's twelve-hundred a P

I went flawless my teeth, diamond, boy, this shit wet as a sink

That boy dumber then a bitch, if he reach, I'm the G.O.A.T. of the D

Let's be real, Stevie wonder could see that I'm havin' this shit and I'm flee

Labels call every week, I can't sign, I got cases to beat

Plus, I touch 80K every week

Ain't gon' lie, this shit sweet

Let it whip if he step on my feet

On my son, used to slide every week

Ever shot out a Jeep wit' no doors so them niggas could see who it was just to see if they street

Don't get put on a tee

On the 'net tryna act like you gangster

I got enough bread for the fee

Bitch, you know I'm a G, I got killers come straight out the east

They pull up on a horse wit' a ski

Bitch, I'm fucking for free

Don't you dare say the pussy a fee 'cause you bound to get left in the streets

I make ten off of feats and I ain't touched a 'bow in some weeks

But I know where OG for the cheap

Cross the line, bet I tweak

Gotta know I ain't goin' for none, you think that I'm cappin', come and see

We wanna see you whip it

Sure could treat you right

Give me just a minute of your time tonight

We both are here to have big fun

So let it whip