Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Lights, artist - Young Drummer BoyDate of issue: 09.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Street Lights |
| 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 |