Whipping in a bando
He got caught up in the center
Mixing lean with the Fanta
We was rolling in a Honda
Knew a broad in Atlanta
All the homies want to hit her
(Whoop whoop)
This can’t be the one for you (you)
Flirtin' wit dat Katy perry (dat white)
My youngin’s out here touting gats
Yeah
Run up get yo
Done up (done up)
Yeah
Spaghetti
SKRTTTT
Youngins' Outchea catching bodies
Heard u block be getting violent (Yeah)
Pray the homie roll wit me
Roll wit me
Pray the homie know something (know something)
Yeah
That’s cold bruh
For a chain
They popped and split him (Ugh)
Streets don’t, streets don’t
Streets don’t love you
Yeah
Streets don’t streets don’t
Streets don’t love you
(CHORUS)
STREET’S DON’T LOVE YOU
STREET DON’T LOVE YOU, DON’T LOVE YOU
THEY DON’T
STREETS DON’T LOVE YOU
KILL EM FOR A BAND
I KNOW KILLERS DOING BANDS
THEY DON’T SEE U AND YOUR MANS (UGH)
ANYBODY GET BONED (YEAH)
AND YOU CAN GET YO' HEAD BUSS
YEAH
STREETS DON’T, STREETS DON’T
STREETS DON’T LOVE YOU
(VERSE 2)
Kicked out of college
Came home
They put on him on a lick
That bih went left
He did time
Ducked behind the fence
Got out his his money up
All gas
He was blunted up
My dogg bought a lacc too
His broad back in college (back in college)
Hitting chicks
He was hitting chicks
Aye
His broad heard he hitting chicks
Aye His broad turned dogg on him (wooof)
Aye He ain’t like dat there at all homie (nooooo)
Same week he lost his job too
Yeah
Repo done came and all too
His dogg got a lick
He hollerin' put me on
He know a hitta wit a safe
He ain’t never home
That bih went left
Police chase
Ducked the laws homie
Den got murked
Same dude that he robbed homie
(CHORUS)
STREET’S DON’T LOVE YOU (LOVE YOU)
STREET DON’T LOVE YOU, DON’T LOVE YOU
THEY DON’T
STREETS DON’T LOVE YOU
KILL EM FOR A BAND
I KNOW KILLERS DOING BANDS
THEY DON’T SEE YOU AND YOUR MANS (UGH)
ANYBODY GET BONED (YEAH)
AND YOU CAN GET YO' HEAD BUSS
YEAH
STREETS DON’T, STREETS DON’T
STREETS DON’T LOVE YOU