Saweetie - Back to the Streets lyrics

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Saweetie - Back to the Streets lyrics

[Chorus: Saweetie] Pull up in my hood best dressed Next thing, upgrade, who's next? Rich boy, got him on deck Good boy, tell that ni**a "fetch" I put my new man on a leash Traded in my old ni**a, he was just a lease I ride around town 'til I leave I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street 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 [Verse 1: Saweetie] So clean when I pull up to the scene Big goals, and I put that on me What you thinkin'? What's good? fu*k how you feel and I wish a ni**a would Had to hit the Heisman on ya homies Steppin' in here, bad b*tches only My ex used to act like he owned me Ain't enough just to treat me like a trophy I had that, passed that, knew I had to trash that Bounced on his ass, turned that boy into a flashback I'm a five-star b*tch with a price tag Gotta find me somebody that could match that The 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 [Chorus: Saweetie & Jhené Aiko] Pull up in my hood best dressed Next thing, upgrade, who's next? Rich boy, got him on deck Good boy, tell that ni**a "fetch" I put my new man on a leash Traded in my old ni**a, he was just a lease I ride around town 'til I leave I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street 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 [Verse 2: Jhené Aiko] Back to the streets, send you back to your old hood On hood, baby, this is for your own good I'm a player-ass b*tch and you knew it Had a good time, now I'm ready for some new dick (Haha) Pass it to Saweetie, now you hit it Through with it, there 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 fu*k with the baddest You know that I can't be kept No, I gotta dip out [Chorus: Saweetie, Jhené Aiko & Saweetie & Jhené Aiko] Pull up in my hood best dressed Next thing, upgrade, who's next? Rich boy, got him on deck Good boy, tell that ni**a "fetch" (Yeah) I put my new man on a leash (On a leash) Traded in my old ni**a, he was just a lease (Ooh) I ride around town 'til I leave ('Til I leave, oh) I gave the boy a round, spit him back to the street 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 [Outro: Saweetie] 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