In the streets niggas say what's the word on 'em Nothin' much, know that I'm worthy, homie We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em A nigga bitch? I'm flirtin' on 'em The plug? Puttin' my workers on 'em Big Peaches, what's twerkin' homie? Nigga rich, ROC Crew still lurkin', homie Kembe, he got it, Big Twan, he got it, plus Bobby got it Ain't no way to stop it I am the best, whose up for next? I'll eat your chest, I'll eat your flesh ROC Crew's the streets, you dudes are meat You dudes are feast, I am a chief Big Bool's a chief And they red light nigga talk about me When I catch 'em in the street in Bentleys on V, I'm gone In the streets niggas say what's the word on 'em Nothin' much, know that I'm worthy, homie We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em Bankhead, but I'm the king of the A Failed school, streets gave me an A I called my plug to say ay Jose I need 50 and I need 'em today Speakin' of 50, just signed with 50 We're in Atlanta where 10 more milli Now I'm back with the Asanti Flip Flop back I'mma bust your whole gat And I'm from Bowen Homes RIP and we gone move on Shawty Lo, I rep for the real niggas Young Thug and them Cleveland Ave niggas In the streets niggas say what's the word on 'em Nothin' much, know that I'm worthy, homie We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em Nigga help me The car's too big Weed's too thick and your cigar's too thin (dumbass) My bitch is the shit and yeah them broads do friends You sweat the point 5's, my cigar is two tens Fuck they talkin' bout we get money then? Rich kidz for life we still stuntin' bitch Nigga playin'? I'll clip him Hit him in his hip, he flippin' Hit him in the leg, he trippin' I'm trippin', did I kill him? And I'm a big stunner Thug you my big brother Shouts out to Little Slugger He'll spit a wing for ya In the streets niggas say what's the word on 'em Nothin' much, know that I'm worthy, homie We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em Hop in the car and Pull the curtains on 'em We in the new Bentleys with the birdies on 'em Hop in the car and pull the curtains on 'em