Back to the Streets

Pull up in my hood best dressed Next thing, upgrade, who's next? Rich boy, got him on deck Good boy, tell that nigga, "Fetch" I put my new man on a leash Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease I ride around town 'til I leave I gave the boy around, spit him back to the streets 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 So clean when I pull up to the scene Big goals, and I put that on me What's you thinkin'? What's good? Fuck how you feel and I wish a nigga would Had to hit the Heisman on ya homies Steppin' in here, bad bitches only My ex used to act like he owned me Ain't enough just to treat me like a trophy I had that, past that, knew I had to trash that Bounced on his ass, turn that boy into a flashback I'm a five-star bitch with a price tag Gotta find me somebody that could match that 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 Pull up in my hood best dressed Next thing, upgrade, who's next? Rich boy, got him on deck Good boy, tell that nigga, "Fetch" I put my new man on a leash Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease I ride around town 'til I leave I gave the boy around, spit him back to the streets 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 Back to the streets, sent you back to yo' old hood On hood, baby, this is for your own good I'm a player ass bitch and you knew it Had a good time, now I'm ready for some new dick, haha Passed it to Saweetie, now you hit it, through with it There it 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 fuck with the baddest You know that I can't be kept, no, I gotta dip out Pull up in my hood best dressed Next thing, upgrade, who's next? Rich boy, got him on deck Good boy, tell that nigga, "Fetch" (yeah) I put my new man on a leash (on a leash) Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease (ooh-ooh) I ride around town 'til I leave (oh) I gave the boy around, spit him back to the streets 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 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