Blueface, G Herbo - Street Signs lyrics

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

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

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)

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)

I was on my block, gang ways
All street signs (Word)
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

And I'm stil with the gang
Ain't shit changed (You know that)
Poppin' out, Bentley Mulsanne
Got on six chains (Go)
Three rings, bitch, I get change
Bulletproof the Range, switchin' lanes
Super freak with me, bitch, I'm Rick James
(Rick James)
All the hoes say my name like I'm Pootie Tang
(G Herbo)
I ain't gotta do a thang and I do my thang
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Coupe all black matte like I'm John Wayne
(John Wayne)
Rockin' Elliantte, this ain't Johnny Dang?
(This ain't Johnny Dang)
Two-tone AP, or a plain jane Patek
Flyin' Trackhawk skat, shoes, shirt
Cost racks
Big Glocks, no MACs, no belt on facts
A nigga up, no naps, get you clapped
Fuck rap (Nigga)

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

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 beef cake yeah (Turn it up)
Aight, that's more like it (Bruh)