Street Lights - Young Drummer Boy, Lil Weirdo

I be underneath the street lights

Bitch you don’t really know about the street life

Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight

I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it really don’t feel right

Bitch, I be underneath the street light

Bitch you don’t really know about the street life

Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight

I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it don’t feel right

Listen, don’t look in my direction

Catch you slippin' when you hit the intersection

I got money on me homie, I ain’t stressin'

Bitch I am a fool I’m a muthafucking menace

Ey fuck the police it’s how I’m feelin'

If I’m gone I’ll be back out in a minute

Why you mad? Cause I’m bout to hit a million?

Or you mad cause your bitch like the way that I’m living

Bitch we be going at it with th opps

I ain’t fucking with the snitches or the crookd cops

Bitch I be getting money while I’m getting top

You be on the phone being something that you’re really not

I be underneath the street lights

Bitch you don’t really know about the street life

Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight

I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it really don’t feel right

Bitch, I be underneath the street light

Bitch you don’t really know about the street life

Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight

I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it don’t feel right

Ey you see the thang on the hip, let em trip

Yeah the Glock get to poppin my wrist

Ey I seen her and started poppin at his bitch

Yeah she jockin' cause when I pop it like this

Yeah I see her lookin' jockin' the steelo

Cause I’m a fly ass hoodlum

Man he can’t cause he know what’ll happen if he would’ve

I’m a playa man I did what I wanted

He did what he could’ve

And she gon bust it down like she re-rockin'

And I don’t know nobody homie

That’s why I’m mean muggin'

And talk a good game homie

But let me see somethin'

Probably hittin' his bitch

While he in the county fi-if-fo

I be underneath the street lights

Bitch you don’t really know about the street life

Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight

I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it really don’t feel right

Bitch, I be underneath the street light

Bitch you don’t really know about the street life

Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight

I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it don’t feel right