Back to the Streets lyrics

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Pull up in my hood best dressed
Next thing, upgrade, who's next?
Rich boy, got him on deck
Good boy, tell that n*gga "fetch"
I put my new man on a leash
Traded in my old n*gga, he was just a lease
I ride around town 'til I leave
I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street
Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da, yeah
I spit him back to the streets
Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da
Back to the streets

[Verse 1: Saweetie]
So clean when I pull up to the scene
Big goals, and I put that on me
What you thinkin'? What's good?
f*ck how you feel and I wish a n*gga would
Had to hit the Heisman on ya homies
Steppin' in here, bad b*tches only
My ex used to act like he owned me
Ain't enough just to treat me like a trophy
I had that, passed that, knew I had to trash that
Bounced on his ass, turned that boy into a flashback
I'm a five-star b*tch with a price tag
Gotta find me somebody that could match that
The last one got on my last nerve
Made me go change my passwords
I hit the curve with that swerve
You know I get the last word
[Chorus: Saweetie & Jhené Aiko]
Pull up in my hood best dressed
Next thing, upgrade, who's next?
Rich boy, got him on deck
Good boy, tell that n*gga "fetch"
I put my new man on a leash
Traded in my old n*gga, he was just a lease
I ride around town 'til I leave
I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street
Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da, yeah
I spit him back to the streets
Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da (Yeah)
Back to the streets

[Verse 2: Jhené Aiko]
Back to the streets, send you back to your old hood
On hood, baby, this is for your own good
I'm a player-ass b*tch and you knew it
Had a good time, now I'm ready for some new di*k (Haha)
Pass it to Saweetie, now you hit it
Through with it, there ain't really nothin' else to do with it
Yeah, you know I leveled up
I can't be stuck, I wish you luck, though
Consider yourself blessed
You got to f*ck with the baddest
You know that I can't be kept
No, I gotta dip out
[Chorus: Saweetie, Jhené Aiko & Saweetie & Jhené Aiko]
Pull up in my hood best dressed
Next thing, upgrade, who's next?
Rich boy, got him on deck
Good boy, tell that n*gga "fetch" (Yeah)
I put my new man on a leash (On a leash)
Traded in my old n*gga, he was just a lease (Ooh)
I ride around town 'til I leave ('Til I leave, oh)
I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street
Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da, yeah
I spit him back to the streets
Like la-da-dee-da-dee-da
Back to the streets

[Outro: Saweetie]
La-da-dee-da-dee-da
Back to the streets
Back, back to the streets
La-da-dee-da-dee-da, yeah
Back to the streets
Put my new man on a leash
He was just a lease
Ride around town 'til I leave