Street Signs Blueface & G Herbo

[Intro: Blueface]
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

[Chorus: G Herbo]
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

[Post-Chorus: Blueface]
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)

[Verse 1: Blueface]
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)