Street Signs - Blueface ft. G Herbo

Wake up every morning, I'm chosing the violence

Rather use the .45 on me than kill 'em with kindness

Dirty money all up in these jeans but I keep 'em clean

Gotta keep that thing by my thing 'cause it's bling-bling

(Hit-Boy)

Get 'em

I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs

Ain't nobody good, fuck the opps, no peace signs

I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside

I ain't 'posed to have this bitch, fuck it though, I keep mine

Ain't nobody come to see Otis, they came for Blueface (Blue, pss-pss-pss-pss-pss)

Ayy, he say, she say (Huh?)

Niggas wanna beef 'cause I'm giving her beefcake

Yeah (Turn it up)

Aight, that's more like it (Bruh)

Tryna come through, gotta jump hoops in two gate

Second-degree murder 'cause he tried it in first place ('Aight)

Bitches ain't fuckin', get the boot on their birthday (Why?)

I ain't gotta bike for her bitch, tell her to ride dick

If she not bi, then bye, I'm not finna buy her shit (Bye)

Why do niggas wanna fight me instead of fightin' with a bitch? (Get out)

Don't play with Crips, boy, play with your lil' dick (Pause)

Ain't shit Frito-Lay, niggas could really get chips (Yeah)

I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs (Word)

Ain't nobody good, fuck the opps, no peace signs

I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside

I ain't 'posed to have this bitch, fuck it though, I keep mine

And I'm stil with the gang, ain't shit changed (You know that)

Poppin' out, Bentley Mulsanne, got on six chains (Go)

Three rings, bitch, I get change

Bulletproof the Range, switchin' lanes

Super freak with me, bitch, I'm Rick James (Rick James)

All the hoes say my name like I'm Pootie Tang (G Herbo)

I ain't gotta do a thang and I do my thang (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Coupe all black matte like I'm John Wayne (John Wayne)

Rockin' Elliantte, this ain't Johnny Dang? (This ain't Johnny Dang)

Two-tone AP, or a plain jane Patek

Flyin' Trackhawk skat, shoes, shirt, cost racks

Big Glocks, no MACs, no belt on facts

A nigga up, no naps, get you clapped, fuck rap (Nigga)

I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs

Ain't nobody good, fuck the opps, no peace signs

I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside

I ain't 'posed to have this bitch, fuck it though, I keep mine

Ain't nobody come to see Otis they came for Blueface (Blue, pss-pss-pss-pss-pss)

Ayy, he say, she say (Huh?)

Niggas wanna beef 'cause I'm giving her beef cake

Yeah (Turn it up)

Aight, that's more like it (Bruh)