Street Shit
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pin drop, make his body do the jerk
Reach in for my merch, fuck around and get you merked
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pin drop, make his body do the jerk
Reach in for my merch, fuck around and get you merked
Thirty in my magazine, put him on a magazine
Give a fuck about no fashion, keep a blower in my baggy jeans
Where I from, you ain't nobody, if you ain't got no bodies
Last nigga tried to rob me, I made channel three
He was with the action 'til he see how I reacted
Up the stick, let it hit, like I'm playing Madden
You get chipped, then I dip, like some artichoke
You can't hit the weed, lil' nigga I want all the smoke
Pull, pull up with the beef, just like Dominos, vamanos
Pull up, body a nigga on his body-o, adios
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pin drop, make his body do the jerk
Reach in for my merch, fuck around and get you merked
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pin drop, make his body do the jerk
Reach in for my merch, fuck around and get you merked
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
Bitch said she love me, she just popped it for the fucking perc
Fly nigga, with some bread, look at all these fucking birds
She wanna street nigga, pussy that's why you get curbed
Fuck nigga, reach for my piece, you get fucked nigga
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pin drop, make his body do the jerk
Reach in for my merch, fuck around and get you merked
Believe half the shit you see, nothing that you heard
You ain't with this street shit, stay your bitch ass on the curb
Red dot, pin drop, make his body do the jerk
Reach in for my merch, fuck around and get you merked
Writer/s: Johnathan Michael Porter
