Lyrics:
(that's right!)
Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
[Chorus]
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass
when we're
Down the street, coz we're
Boppin' to the beat when we're
Down the street, coz we're
Boppin' to the beat when
We could eat
5p bags of harribo
I got leverage in these streets, I got leverage in me
I got leverage in these streets, I got leverage in me
Me, myself, and I, holy trinity
If I
the chopsticks, should have brought the chopper
Uber driver in the cockpit look like Jeffrey Dahmer
But he lookin' at me crazy when we pull up to the projects
the chopsticks, should have brought the chopper
Uber driver in the cockpit look like Jeffrey Dahmer
But he lookin' at me crazy when we pull up to the projects
Whoop whoop
You gotta let go of the envy
Cause on your best day you'll never be me
I'm Jeffrey Dahmer with a Wayne Gacey mask on
Drill a hole inside
the bar on 'em and I haven't reached my peak
Watch her put it on repeat
Spell my name with my tongue and put her ass to sleep
I'm a king in these streets
dell'Eintracht
Allo stadio, in street, al pub
Popolare starter pack
Entro in banca con un casco
Integrale alla Daft Punk
Allo stadio, in street, al pub
Popolare
asking who let the monsters in here
I'm with killers I'm with straight Jeffrey Dahmer's in here
I hang with animals, lil' brody brought the llama in here
the challenge
What the preacher preachin what the teacher taught
I dropped out of school, stayed on the street and fought
Like Disciples! Jeffrey manner to be
was, then in '65
Lou Reed and John Cale in
A Ludlow Street dive
Had a similar musical spin
Also on acoustic guitar and violin
With even more New York
hit your block just like the city
Comin to sweep your streets,
Sniper like John Malvo
bitchs hitting the gravel
my bullets movin like they got
still on the run like my name Jeffrey Dahmer
You try playing with me I’ll take off your collar
I walk in the street with that burner it start get
at all times
One go, we all goin' right in the club
'Cause you know we all ridin' (we gon' ride for sure)
Niggas shoot out when we was in the street
Bundy
Ass real soft and she go by lovely
She eat the meat, her twin's Jeffrey Dahmer
Fuckin with me her pussy I slaughter
Hold on, don't go by him, I'm
And they playin' with me
Slide through the streets, bitch, I'm playin' for keeps
Street smart, nigga, leave your brain on the streets
Lil' bro hungry and he
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Yea (they fuckin' with me)
Harlem little diva
Cruise the streets in the Ghost
I got
to the streets you know we the illest group
Trinity, fly sector, rap scientists that'll dissect ya
Who wanna get shot like a trifecta?
I could say who get shot
I ain't put no money on my Oyster card
Walking over down to Morrisons saving for a car
Jeffrey on my blower talking about getting some love
Bus
discrete, yuh
Lean creep eight deep on your street yuh
Like Jason on Fridays with a machete
We pop out like we Freddy about the fetti
Like Carti I can't go in
just like the city
Comin to sweep your streets,
Sniper like John Malvo
Bitchs hitting the gravel
My bullets movin like they got OnStar when they travel
a proper place to cope
Know some niggas that’ll put it on the line
Streets only family they can find
Know some niggas fell in love with the grind
Take it one
it
I'm high end yo so fly my guy
Where the high end go, 'cause they only find me at
DVF, you know I'm inside
Chelsea, Jeffrey, Pier 59
No shifty eye,
mommy hurt your core
You hear you partners come and shooters start to fucking sour, uhh
Da blokk leave u dead ina street
Now a nigga gonna get beat
He was
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