STREET SMART STREET WISE Yssn Nino
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[Intro]
Rumor says
If you street smart, streetwise
You are unstoppable
Are you street smart, streetwise?
[Chorus]
Street smart, streetwise, hater couldn't see me with three eyes
If I was Muslim, I'd be on the corner hustlin' bean pies
I used to be the young boy rocking the Filas
Now the ice on my wrist so bright, I can see God
Street smart, streetwise, hater couldn't see me with three eyes
If I was Muslim, I'd be on the corner hustlin' bean pies
I used to be the young boy rocking the Filas
Now the ice on my wrist so bright, you can see God
[Post-Chorus]
All up in the battlefield, feelin' like it's Fortnite
Partners killing partners 'cause these youngins, they ain't taught right
Let me set the record straight, my house was up in Section 8
Barely had a first, so I never had a second plate
[Verse]
Move, slide, thirty shots at the top
Let me see if she gon' ride, let me see if she gon' ride
He Milli Vanilli, get hit with this fiddy
I'm poppin', I'm running the city
Got a fetish for hitting these shorties that's pretty
And don't even got any titties (Titties, titties)
She think that I'm taking her all on a date, but I'm taking this shorty to Denny's
I'm texting her cousin, I'm texting her friends, she sayin' that I'm too friendly
I hit from the back, she know it's a wrap, she know that I'm grabbing her Remy
I'm poppin' her brother, I'm shooting her mother if they want smoke like a chimney
Rumor says
If you street smart, streetwise
You are unstoppable
Are you street smart, streetwise?
[Chorus]
Street smart, streetwise, hater couldn't see me with three eyes
If I was Muslim, I'd be on the corner hustlin' bean pies
I used to be the young boy rocking the Filas
Now the ice on my wrist so bright, I can see God
Street smart, streetwise, hater couldn't see me with three eyes
If I was Muslim, I'd be on the corner hustlin' bean pies
I used to be the young boy rocking the Filas
Now the ice on my wrist so bright, you can see God
[Post-Chorus]
All up in the battlefield, feelin' like it's Fortnite
Partners killing partners 'cause these youngins, they ain't taught right
Let me set the record straight, my house was up in Section 8
Barely had a first, so I never had a second plate
[Verse]
Move, slide, thirty shots at the top
Let me see if she gon' ride, let me see if she gon' ride
He Milli Vanilli, get hit with this fiddy
I'm poppin', I'm running the city
Got a fetish for hitting these shorties that's pretty
And don't even got any titties (Titties, titties)
She think that I'm taking her all on a date, but I'm taking this shorty to Denny's
I'm texting her cousin, I'm texting her friends, she sayin' that I'm too friendly
I hit from the back, she know it's a wrap, she know that I'm grabbing her Remy
I'm poppin' her brother, I'm shooting her mother if they want smoke like a chimney
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