Lil Baby - Word on the Street Lyrics | FAST DOWNLOAD

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Word on the street, they got a lil` bitty hit outReally run Atlanta, I can make a nigga get out
If anything, I have more respect for you bitches
Nigga, you a bitch, we don`t shoot and miss (Nah)
Glock-19 unfold and it spit out
Double R underneath the door when I get out
Clutchin` on my fans, had to tell lil` bro to chill out
How the fuck your whole gang down the road and you still
out?
Undercover rat, pussy nigga, you a sellout
Every show I get either packed or it sell out
I been ballin` hard, you on the bench, you gotta sit out
Know a nigga mad, he can`t even put a hit out
Middle of the winter, drop top with a mink on
Bad lil` vibe, yeah, she say that`s her theme song
I done made a whole million dollars off a flip phone
No Soulja Boy, that bitch ain`t even have a ringtone

Skinny Mike Amiris like I skate
We just fuck around, we don`t date
I went straight up there to Mars, so they hate
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date
I was at the bottom, literally I was boxed in
Then I took off, I ain`t have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin` drip and blowin` yen

Call overseas, tell them youngins to spin again
I don`t throw rocks and hide my hand `cause I`m a man
Million cash in the book bag, I`m a big dog
Threw my shot at any nigga, bitch, I think I`m Chris Paul
Sippin` all these meds, nigga gotta be throwed off
I was gettin` head, fucked around and I dozed off
Rolls Royce truck, crank it and let the nose out
Everything I said, I went did it, boy, I`m the chosen child

Skinny Mike Amiris like I skate
We just fuck around, we don`t date
I went straight up there to Mars, so they hate
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date
I was at the bottom, literally I was boxed in
Then I took off, I ain`t have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin` drip and blowin` yen

Safe deposit boxes on fleek
And my bank account, I don`t touch it, I`ma get it out the
street
Got your vibe all on my drip, she say you cheap
And she know I`m havin` money, buy her titties, ass, and
teeth
Catchin` three flights every day, the only time I get some
sleep
Kept it real and they be cappin`, really you can`t compete
I spend it all on bullets, niggas don`t wanna beef
Got a D-boy swag, pull up SRT
I ain`t playin` with nobody, nobody gon` play with me
Got a driver for my car, he take me from A to Z
Got some homies on the yard I probably`ll never see
If the money was the issue I promise they`d be free
They was sleepin` on me bad, they fucked around, woke up
a beast
Switch it up, I went romantic, took my shawty out to Greece
Every city that I go to, gotta link up with the street
I`m too humble for `em, guess that`s why they thinkin` I
was sweet

Skinny Mike Amiris like I skate
We just fuck around, we don`t date
I went straight up there to Mars, so they hate
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date
I was at the bottom, literally I was boxed in
Then I took off, I ain`t have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin` drip and blowin` yen