Streets

I don't need a gangster, I am one

I spent forty racks on a chain, ten racks on my wigs

That's why I'm looking badder than your bitch

My ****, I'm lit

I don't need a gangster, I am one

You brought ten racks, I brought three-hundred thousand

I've got three phones, but I'm legit, baby

I've got drip on, but it ain't cheap, baby

South City, baby, I'm cheeky, baby

If you want me to shut up, then make me, baby

He said he want my chocolate spread but do not tell her

'Cause I wrap a girl then I rock her fella, uh

Boy, I'm just as rude as I look

Even got the mandem shook

All I do is flip that paper

Flip it like a page in the book

I ain't even taking a look

**** know to pay me in full

Hoo hoo hoo

Hoo hoo hoo

Uh, are you tryna take charge when you ain't the plug?

You know who I be, I don't need no buzz

Bitch try take me for a mug

I'ma a deck her on the road like a bus

I be rolling with the thugs

I order jollof rice in Deluxe

I run from the lawman with the drugs

I smoked a whole zed on my ones

'Cause I got the funds, bitch

Shaybo be the baddest on her ones

Got a flicky in my wig, baby, I don't need no guns

No cap, hun

Keep him on track, he do the runs

Baby, I run the hooligans

Bitch, I'm the youngest of the olders

Shaybo from the streets, now she rapping on the MOBOs

Stormzy called me 'queen', it upset a lot of hobos

But do something, bozos

Look, I want proof in my photos

How am I self-proclaimed when the streets know who I be

Forty racks on my chain, bitch, do me like Meek

I really own all the shit I put on my IG

So no one should ever call me their YG

Shaybo really gang gang

The baddest, that's the hashtag

No photos, bitch, I don't do the Snapchat

No cap rap

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