(VERSE 1)

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