TBN4x - The Street Sweepers Lyrics

I need to clean up
Beep, beep, get out the streets, I need to clean up
Beep, beep, get out the streets, I need to clean up
Beep, beep

Beep, beep, get out the streets
I need to clean up
The street sweepers
F*ck people
Now they want a feature
I seen them hating
From the bleachers
So it's f*ck my teachers
You wanted smoke, indica?
Or f*cking sativa

Thinking I ain't tote
I tiptoed up like ballerinas
If folks claiming he ain't seen us
That's a damn shame
No joke, you want smoke
But you can't hang
Shorty wanna drink she must be Thinking bout some champagne
Papi, that's what she call me When I said to drop the low
She copy
Her n***a ain't knew
We communicate through
Walkie-talkies
If he want my body
He could box the pipe
Cause I ain't Roddy
Folks ain't even try me since I hit Her up for sloppy-toppy

Beep, beep, get out the streets
I need to clean up
The street sweepers, f*ck people Now they want a feature
I seen them hating
From the bleachers
So it's f*ck my teachers
You wanted smoke, indica?
Or f*cking sativa

Beep, beep, get out the streets
You need to pick your feet up
No mask
When we run down on them
Who say you can't see us
KKK all killers in this bitch
Knowing you can't be one
I was movin' pack
Inside the school
When I had saw security coming
F*ck, they tried to check me Almost was down with it
But I would've got arrested
Got to running out the school
Cause what's suspension
To a felony?
This the real shit
What I'm speakin
That n***a's not on
Folks said just let bygones
Be bygones
And I'm like f*ck, nah