Key to the Streets

[Produced by June James] [Chorus: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal Put my bitches in new pair of heels I might fuck your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the niggas they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets [Verse 1: Quavo] Young nigga from the Nawf (aye, Nawf yea) Got my eye on the streets like a hawk (aye, hawk yea) Wrap ‘em, put ‘em on a boat (wrap 'em up) Boy you better not choke (boy) And there ain't no runnin' off (nawf, nawf) We got the key to the streets (streets), everybody notice me (me) Used to dream about 50 thousand in my jeans Now 50 thousand cheap to me Remember the days watching the Hot Boys and Master P Now I’m down in Miami One phone call, I pull up on Weezy (brr) All of my niggas with me, you feel me Straps on everybody in the building All of niggas came from dealing Or either they kicking in doors and stealing I feel like I’m not having no feelings Before the fame, seen quarter million Came from robbing pizza man At the top of apartment buildings [Chorus: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal Put my bitches in new pair of heels Ho-ho, ho-whoa, I might fuck your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the niggas they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets, yeah (Oh) We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets, hey, yeah, (Oh) [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] I’m from the dirty, we play dirty All these sticks they dirty, we don’t fight, get murdered If my niggas said, "Fuck you," then I’m sorry for you If my niggas ain’t fucking, then get out ho, hurry Real trapper, never seen a drought, we gon’ ship ‘em out Any problem, we gon’ air ‘em out, what they talking ‘bout? We don't count and weigh it now, no we ain’t servin’ no ounce We sip purple, we ain’t never out, we ain’t never out, hey, ayy Hit up Quavo, we gon’ need another bando I’ma flood that bitch with more keys than a piano, yeah All these bitches say they love me, I’m so handsome Yeah they know ‘bout Lucci, go and ask 'em, they gon tell ya, yeah [Chorus: Quavo, YFN Lucci & Takeoff] I got money way before the deal Put my bitches in new pair of heels I might fuck your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the niggas they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets (Takeoff) [Verse 3: Takeoff & Trouble] I got the key to the streets, my nigga, just like Dr. Dre, he got the beats (Tell 'em where you come from) I come straight up out of 1500, that's the block, my niggas over East Double-cup, but no iced tea (Lean) Pour me a four before I go to sleep (Got to) Fucked around and landed in the hospital Geekin’ off the Henn' and the lean, whoa Takeoff! (Sup Skoob?) Man, go head, take off, what, what (Bet) 24/7, no day off (Nah) Ballin' like we in the playoffs (Ball, ball) Twenty bitches at the playhouse You quick to freeze up when that K out (Graow) If that bitch ain’t tryna fuck, I kick her out the house, like Martin, lil bitty bitch stay out (Bitch) They like to whoop me ’til them Ks out, get to looking for some ways out You niggas ain’t workin’, you're laid off Chopper decapitate him, blow his face off (Graow) Won’t get it ‘til these niggas laid out Assassinating, knock him off like I’m Adolf (Baow) Been getting money, 19 with a 650 Nut seen me stunting, B.I.P., Blood [Chorus: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal (Yah) Put my bitches in new pair of heels (Skoob) I might fuck your ho and pay her bills (Yeah) Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah (Talk to 'em Lu, talk to 'em Lu) I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the niggas they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets, hey, yeah (Oh)