[Intro: Kent Jones & Yo Gotti]

Dem Boyz!

We The Best, you the worse

You got heel with the nigga when we talkin' loud

Been a minute, gettin' money, still winnin', now I'm to it

[Chorus: Kent Jones]

I'm like that right, she must be from the street

She got a story for every man she meet

And man I swear I fuck her and I fell in love, for real

Fell in love, for real

I think she leavin' with me and she know the deal

Fell in love, for real

[Post-Chorus: Kent Jones]

Oh-oh, I think I met her in the club

Oh-oh, I know she never get enough

Oh-oh, she got a bigger at too much

Oh, where I get her touch, that's a touch

[Verse 1: Kent Jones]

I already know what's going on in your head

Better pop my mind, get in my bed

She crazy not to make me run away

But the pussy makin' a mil on a stay

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Ty Dolla $ign]

I'm like that right, she must be from the street

She got a story for every man she meet

I'm like that right, I know she from the street

I see you lookin' through your lights up in your seat

And man I swear I fuck her and I fell in love, for real

Fell in love, for real

I think she leavin' with me and she know the deal

Fell in love, for real (Dolla $ign)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]

Said damn right, damn right

Damn, hand me my mirror

Damn right, damn right

Damn, I'm that nigga

Damn right, damn, damn

Damn, Dolla done laid the pipe

Damn right, damn, damn

We be fuckin' all night

I'ma pull up with mink coat

I'ma let her light my pre-roll

I'ma let her taste my ego

I'ma let her taste my ego

I'ma go cop some Saint Laurent

I'ma cop us some Saint Laurent

I'ma go cop some Gucci

I'ma cop her some Gucci

[Chorus: Kent Jones]

I'm like that right, she must be from the street

She got a story for every man she meet

I'm like that right, I know she from the street

I see you lookin' through your lights up in your seat

And man I swear I fuck her and I fell in love, for real

Fell in love, for real

I think she leavin' with me and she know the deal

Fell in love, for real

[Post-Chorus: Kent Jones]

Oh-oh, I think I met her in the club

Oh-oh, I know she never get enough

Oh-oh, she got a bigger at too much

Oh where I get her touch, that's a touch

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]

I can see it in your eyes you went through shit (yea-yea)

I'm just tryna put you on some new shit (yea-yea)

We can talk about your problems then your future

I'm tryna tour a Porsche [?] (skurr-skurr)

Shoes on point, she's exclusive (yea-yea)

Ye gettin' money in [?] (yea-yea)

I'm lookin' in her eyes, she [?]

If you get P-Game, you're close (nigga)

Got a peep game, got a sea ship, shawty game tights, only screen shit

We ain't get her [?], speakin' body language

From the same world, we gon' [?]

Froze low about three levels, in a OG it's all tryna tell us

Hit the band, bitch gotta stay solid

And a real nigga is gotta do double

[Bridge: Kent Jones]

I'm like that right, she must be from the street

She got a story for every man she meet

I'm like that right, I know she from the street

I see you lookin' through your lights up in your seat

[Verse 4: K Camp]

Shawty's too much, shawty's too much

Shawty's too much for a nigga like me

Might lay she down, burn bad Louis V

Can I blow a check then fuck you on the beach?

Don't do too much (don't do too much)

You wanna fuck for a nigga like me

I turn the pussy, gettin' head in the G (skurr)

Nigga what you say? I'm gettin' bread in my sleep

Want it from me, spend love in three levels

OG is always tryna tell us

And the bad bitches gotta stay solid

And the real nigga is gotta do better

I'mma buy you everything for real

Just promise you always keep it real

[Chorus: Kent Jones]

I'm like that right, she must be from the street

She got a story for every man she meet

I'm like that right, I know she from the street

I see you lookin' through your lights up in your seat

And man I swear I fuck her and I fell in love, for real

Fell in love, for real

I think she leavin' with me and she know the deal

Fell in love, for real

[Outro: K Camp]

Want it from me, spend love in three levels

OG is always tryna tell us

And the bad bitches gotta stay solid

And the real nigga is gotta do better

I'mma buy you everything for real

Just promise you always keep it real

Fuck that nigga, Henn' the shit he feel

Legs up in the foreign then let's spill