I Got The Streets lyrics

[Intro]
Geek, geek, geek
Frra
Ayy, AR
Luca on the track
I do not, I do not
A Lau on the beat
I do not, geek
2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6 (Geek, geek, geek)
2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6 (Geek, geek, geek)
2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6 (Geek, geek, geek)
Geek, geek, geek

[Chorus]
She tryna, geek (Geek, geek, geek)
She feelin' my songs and all of her friends keep telling her I got the streets (Ayy, AR)
She wanna, meet and greet
Keep tellin' me she is a freak (Treesha)
I ain't gonna cuff you, girl I'ma gon' f*ck you, baby, you back to the streets (Back to the streets)
I can't be loving no treesh, uh (At all)
f*ck all the cops, ain't worried 'bout opps, them n*ggas know I am a beast (AR)
That's what I'ma say for the least (Shhh)
These n*ggas know I got the streets (No cap)
I fly to the west, I need me a gleesh, cause that's how I rock on the east (Gleesha)
I know what I did in the streets (Facts)
You know I got all kind of beef (n*gga everything K)
[Verse]
I got the streets yellin' "Treesha" (Treesha)
Since I got lit, hoes sayin' I got meaner
Thеse ain't no regular sneakеrs
n*ggas gon' hate from the bleachers
They like how I'm lappin' n*ggas, all this Boomer in the air be gassin' n*ggas
Boy you better watch her (Treesha)
I heard she be catching n*ggas
I'm into fashion n*gga, man I just came home and I'm passin' n*ggas
f*ck all that rappin' n*gga, bro catch you outside, he blastin' n*ggas
I don't do cappin' n*gga, n*ggas know I'm pushin' an Aston n*gga
I don't give passes n*gga, all the opps know I be blacking n*gga
I caught her sleepin' on Clubhouse, I hit her once, she a dub now
I used to quake this b*tch, I got in my Birkin, she is a bum now
Opps n*gga diss, get hit, then snitch, these n*ggas take all the fun out
I can make BDot hawk your b*tch, you know he ready to run down
Keep 2 K's like Barclay's, got a rocket in Brooklyn like Harden
I push a button, no RK, my youngins' will pull up and park him
Go live where I'm at, that mean I got my gun
Twin got booked for some sh*t he ain't done
I might stop drillin' when I have a son
Lose one of the guys, that promise is done

[Chorus]
She tryna, geek (Geek, geek, geek)
She feelin' my songs and all of her friends keep telling her I got the streets (Ayy, AR)
She wanna, meet and greet
Keep tellin' me she is a freak (Treesha)
I ain't gonna cuff you, girl I'ma gon' f*ck you, baby, you back to the streets (Back to the streets)
I can't be loving no treesh, uh (At all)
f*ck all the cops, ain't worried 'bout opps, them n*ggas know I am a beast (AR)
That's what I'ma say for the least (Shhh)
These n*ggas know I got the streets (No cap)
I fly to the west, I need me a gleesh, cause that's how I rock on the east (Gleesha)
I know what I did in the streets (Facts)
You know I got all kind of beef (n*gga everything K)