[Hook: Cassidy]
I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
I got that kush, got that (??), and that purple for cheap
Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
Is what we tell them dudes moving all (??)
I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
I got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap
Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
I'm the hustler, if you want it, then I got it for sale
[Verse 1: Cassidy]
My trap game and my gat game is phenomenal
I still got that Phil Donahue and that Madonna too
I did done a crime or two, been to prison a time or two
Listen, if it's drama I'mma show you what the llama do
I spit, cook crack, and I put that on my Mamma to
You remind me of a comic on Comic View, you's a fucking comedian
Put a slug in skull, spray blood on the wall like I'm fucking graffiti-ing
You need Red Cross, cause you dead soft dog
I'll pop the damn led off, and knock ya' damn head off
I got two whores in a two door, with the head off
Chill homie, you mad cause my wheels chromey
And I got enough on me to cop another wheel homie
I'm a winner, you ain't even eat dinner, you still hungry
I real homies and homies that's real phony
So, fuck how niggas feel, I'm keeping my steel on me
I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
I got that kush, got that (??), and that purple for cheap
Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
Is what we tell them dudes moving all (??)
I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
I got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap
Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
I'm the hustler, if you want it, then I got it for sale
[Verse 1: Cassidy]
My trap game and my gat game is phenomenal
I still got that Phil Donahue and that Madonna too
I did done a crime or two, been to prison a time or two
Listen, if it's drama I'mma show you what the llama do
I spit, cook crack, and I put that on my Mamma to
You remind me of a comic on Comic View, you's a fucking comedian
Put a slug in skull, spray blood on the wall like I'm fucking graffiti-ing
You need Red Cross, cause you dead soft dog
I'll pop the damn led off, and knock ya' damn head off
I got two whores in a two door, with the head off
Chill homie, you mad cause my wheels chromey
And I got enough on me to cop another wheel homie
I'm a winner, you ain't even eat dinner, you still hungry
I real homies and homies that's real phony
So, fuck how niggas feel, I'm keeping my steel on me
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