Main Streets

You still know how to get to me Now I'm riding in the foreign and the whip so clean It's a hundred different reasons why these niggas want me gone Yea aye Cause I can't let her get to me I study Tiffany I gave her pancreatic cancer she got rid of me I studied all the wrong things now look what it did to me I'm lookin at yo girl right having epiphanies You still know how to get to me Now I'm riding in the foreign and the whip so clean Gotta hundred different reasons why these niggas want me gone Could be the way that I move Could be the way that I slide Could be the way that I ride Pop up in that bitch and pull up inside You don't want problems with me I'm just a nut case you see The sky the limit for me You bitch is rubbing on me You still know how to get to me Now I'm riding in the foreign and the whip so clean Gotta hundred different reasons why these niggas want me gone Big bottles bad models I look the devil in his and then I cross him I'm at the mall and I spend it all while I'm shopping Have you ever seen a dead nigga in diamonds Have you ever seen a broke nigga get numbers I dick her down to sleep at the party she slumbered You still know how to get to me Now I'm riding in the foreign and the whip so clean Gotta hundred different reasons why these niggas want me gone You still know how to get to me Now I'm riding in the foreign and the whip so clean Gotta hundred different reasons why these niggas want me gone Cause I done took they baby momma out for Chic-Fil-A I done had they baby momma sit there feed me grapes F*ck they gone say Get to choppin shit like Mr. Filet Oh it's f*ck me Well f*ck you too have a nice day You still know how to get to me Now I'm riding in the foreign and the whip so clean Gotta hundred different reasons why these niggas want me gone Gone She's gone She's gone She's gone Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Gone Gone Woo Woo Gone Gone Gone