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beku san – streets caught fire lyrics

[intro]
ayo, brody

[chorus]
hop out the side of the sprinter
the money been strechin’ its limber and ready to flip
repeat offender, i fit the agenda
experienced hand gotta steady the ship
heatwave, heatwave, i let it bubble
off of the wrist, what i call in the huddle
they move an inch and we show a lil’ muscle
tie up the ends and they never recover
foot on the gas (gas)
latеral pass, watch how they throw in the flag
k!ll for hire, streets caught firе
digital dash (dash), spin him and dash
b+tch, we ain’t runnin’ it back
block got brighter, streets caught fire
[verse]
new plug out of south decatur
let’s send a message, time is of the essence
he ain’t show till an hour later
time is money spent, pay for your sins
p+ssy boy, come and meet your maker
gram scale on the bookshelf
drac taped underneath the kitchen table
trap house redecorator
dust him off with the street sweeper
speakin’ on hammers, dirty grape fanta
this a multicolored two+liter
30l like an iphone 12
sh+t come with some new features
drunk hangin’ out the two+seater
quit playin’ with me, i’m from gate city, boy
we the godd+mn gatekeepers

- beku san lyrics

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