Bonic

Bonic - Streets Luv Me lyrics

rate me

Troy Ave be the named of

We ScHoolboy Q, Bonic gonna wait go

Q.

TDE shit

Limo

25 I was later and I’m still look

In the kitchen tough tryin’ to whip a mill of

Plastic on my left stake to seal of

Trash bad told bread and it’s filled of

Just strap a dime, you rich die tryin’

You niggas still dyin’ and I ain’t hear it sorry

Decapitated, his ass evaporated,

Heard it .. ass name on that out for day

Block hot, still so many cops stop,

They worried about what I got em, hanging like the neighbor cop

..shoot the spot probably in the faking lot

Moving close to that rally, with my niggas keep the bangin

And if you spite my nigga I paid the price

from 51 to 59 should I be dumb by the night

I’m all .. by the fillie nigga, feel me nigga

Certain beef well done, let’s pretend it nigga

Lil .. nigga getting bread and feel agenda

Hit em with the bunby there, get there one to the head

F*ck em fat, burn the strap never prepare

I said em scrap never prepare, yeah.

Hook:

I’m sayin’ hell Mary is while I’m dealing dope

She probably don’t hear me, over all this smooth

Loud packs in the whole suit when I show

I’m f*cking amd bitches nigga ain’t close

The streets luv me, but selling nail is ..

Fish care for dummies, smart phone full of honeys

Keep the heat up on my .. I’m in the red rummies,

And I forgot to add that I’m getting this money, what’s up?

.. but I’m on the west, f*ck what you’re thinking?

Whether all let bad bitches, what you’re drinking?

My nigga saw that, they put me on ..

F*ck bitch p**sy they hate when I say that

I’m still kind to .. the street with a little money

Inside wood green, outside honey

Jack rabbit on the ass like a little bunny

It’s still the G niggas, don’t take seat from me

I’m from win nigga, sell your shit back to you

Lost cars everybody turn their back to you

That’s why they mad, no problem put their map to you

And our box, you actually block put the map to you,

The town red, but I ain’t need tippin’

My nigga keep em groovin’, but I ain’t need trippin’

Filly niggas tools in any sippin’

Can’t say it’s all from west, without the west the time living

Hook:

I’m sayin’ hell Mary is while I’m dealing dope

She probably don’t hear me, over all this smooth

Loud packs in the whole suit when I show

I’m f*cking amd bitches nigga ain’t close

The streets luv me, but selling nail is ..

Fish care for dummies, smart phone full of honeys

Keep the heat up on my .. I’m in the red rummies,

And I forgot to add that I’m getting this money, what’s up?

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