Back to the Streets (feat. Jhené Aiko)

Pull up in my hood best dressed
 Next thing, upgrade, who's next?
 Rich boy, got him on deck
 Good boy, tell that nigga, "Fetch"
 I put my new man on a leash
 Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease
 I ride around town 'til I leave
 I gave the boy around, spit him back to the streets
 Like, la-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Yeah, I spit him back to the streets
 Like, la-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Back to the streets
 So clean when I pull up to the scene
 Big goals, and I put that on me
 What's you thinkin'? What's good?
 Fuck how you feel and I wish a nigga would
 Had to hit the Heisman on ya homies
 Steppin' in here, bad bitches only
 My ex used to act like he owned me
 Ain't enough just to treat me like a trophy
 I had that, past that, knew I had to trash that
 Bounced on his ass, turn that boy into a flashback
 I'm a five-star bitch with a price tag
 Gotta find me somebody that could match that
 Last one got on my last nerve
 Made me go change my passwords
 I hit the curve with that swerve
 You know I get the last word
 Pull up in my hood best dressed
 Next thing, upgrade, who's next?
 Rich boy, got him on deck
 Good boy, tell that nigga, "Fetch"
 I put my new man on a leash
 Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease
 I ride around town 'til I leave
 I gave the boy around, spit him back to the streets
 Like, la-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Yeah, I spit him back to the streets
 Like, la-da-dee-da-dee-da (yeah)
 Back to the streets
 Back to the streets, sent you back to yo' old hood
 On hood, baby, this is for your own good
 I'm a player ass bitch and you knew it
 Had a good time, now I'm ready for some new dick, haha
 Passed it to Saweetie, now you hit it, through with it
 There it ain't really nothin' else to do with it
 Yeah, you know I leveled up
 I can't be stuck, I wish you luck though
 Consider yourself blessed
 You got to fuck with the baddest
 You know that I can't be kept, no, I gotta dip out
 Pull up in my hood best dressed
 Next thing, upgrade, who's next?
 Rich boy, got him on deck
 Good boy, tell that nigga, "Fetch" (yeah)
 I put my new man on a leash (on a leash)
 Traded in my old nigga, he was just a lease (ooh-ooh)
 I ride around town 'til I leave (oh)
 I gave the boy around, spit him back to the streets
 Like, la-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Yeah, I spit him back to the streets
 Like, la-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Back to the streets
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 La-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Back to the streets
 Back, back to the streets
 La-da-dee-da-dee-da
 Yeah, back to the streets
 Put my new man on a leash
 He was just a lease
 Ride around town 'til I leave