Sw!sh - Street Lion Lyrics

Yeah my mind might be f*cked up
But yo shit dull like a pair of chucks
Yo niggas down my niggas up
Yall quick to run we quick to buck
Yo hoes yeah I been f*cked
Steady sayin she can't get enough
Just cool down like a hockey puck
You repeat what Trey sung
Across the street yelling say son
Saying he had shot a A-one
Knowing that ain't a gun
Cause he have no gun
I'm smoking out with the old ones
Eyes low straight shogun
Why you did that hoe shit
How did you get that fit
Oh I heard you's a snitch
Riding round with yo clique
Yall quick to take action, just waiting for it to happen
Yall niggas softer than fabric
We puttin bodies up in caskets straight padded
Weapons all up in the attic
Gotta reinforcement team in the basement with them mallets
Drummer sending seams at them hoes with them asses
Suck my dick molasses
Live life with a passion
Tellin the truth like Babe Ruth it's a habit
Knock you out the park bitch diamonds flashing