JoHn Muir

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all

Never had a motherfuckin' weed card

I'm down to flatline a nigga, never been soft

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all

I was thirteen with my motherfuckin' heat, y'all

Nigga caught cases tryna take your fuckin' screen off

I could put your fuckin' life on the recall, uh, yeah

Lookin' for the bitches with the ass

Got an icy chain 'cause a nigga gettin' cash

Three different pagers goin' up because I'm crackin'

Tryna turn a dollar to a million, ho, what's happenin'? Uh, yeah, ayy

O-orange laces for my shoestrings

Pistol on me, dope is in her G-string

Ridin' in my motherfuckin' Coupe-Ville

Groovin' with my motherfuckin' locs still

Fig' side niggas keep a dope fiend

Ghetto bird here to kill our ghetto hoop dreams

Tryna strike me out before I finish school

I was just a square nigga 'til I took my 52, ooh, yeah, ayy

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q & Sam Dew]

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though

We love, we go, ayy, we rise, we low, ayy

Our pride, we show, ayy, we love, we go

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all

Tryna get this motherfuckin' weed off

Gang injunction tell me where we can't go

Shoot me in my back because my afro

Heard I got a strike on my record, then it's true

Cops effin' up my record, never told 'em what I knew

I was in my nigga car garage, yeah, I'm tryna shoot

I was out here sellin' dope at fourteen, what it do?

I was out here fuckin' hoes at fourteen, what it do?

I was ditchin' class, fifth grade, yeah, I'm Groovy Q

Ain't no biggie when the small nigga rob, give me loot

Pop a nigga on his mom porch, kill his brother too

Nigga lost his first fade nine years after school

Nigga tryna get the J's, blue Chucks sick as flu, uh

Runnin' from the crash unit like my name was State Farm

On my nigga handlebars tryna get our groove on, yeah

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q & Sam Dew]

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street, y'all, ah, on me, though

We love, we go, ayy, we rise, we low, ayy

Our pride, we show, ayy, we love, we go

[Outro: ScHoolboy Q]

Bellin' through the motherfuckin' st—

Bellin', bellin', bellin' through the motherfuckin' street—

B-Bellin' through the motherfuckin' street—

B-B-Bellin', bellin' through the motherfuckin' street—

Bellin', b-bellin' through the motherfuckin' st—

Bellin', bellin', bellin'

Bell-bellin' through the motherfuckin' street— street

Street, street, street, y'all