Out in the streets, they call me murder Baby, have a drink with me, don't want a reverb, John I'm not control, I am, I'm tryna see you turn up I wanna see you turn up I wanna see you turn up, oh Yeah, I done flew you out the city, girl, I know that you look pretty But I want it all off, yeah You said, come in, come and get it So I came and came with it, fuck you till you're not off, yeah I'm P.A.'s baby till I'm in Vegas, baby, till I hit TSA But there's no TSA, I hit Vegas red I tell you I'm on my way I can't bring sand to the beach Can't bring the bitch to the strip Cause you know bitches gon' hate, oh Half of these bitches fake And you know what type of time I'm on, oh, about time Out in the streets, they call me murder Baby, have a drink with me, don't want a reverb, John I'm not control, I am, I'm tryna see you turn up I wanna see you turn up I wanna see you turn up, oh Yeah, I done flew you out the city, girl, I know that you look pretty But I want it all off, yeah You said, come in, come and get it So I came and came with it, fuck you till you're not off, yeah I'm P.A.'s baby till I'm in Vegas, baby, till I hit TSA But there's no TSA, I hit Vegas red I tell you I'm on my way I can't bring sand to the beach Can't bring the bitch to the strip Cause you know bitches gon' hate, oh Half of these bitches fake And you know what type of time I'm on, oh, about time Out in the streets, they call me murder Baby, have a drink with me, don't want a reverb, John I'm not control, I am, I'm tryna see you turn up I wanna see you turn up I wanna see you turn up, oh Out in the streets, I know you doin' double six I know you doin' it, baby, please You know I'm on those double six Out in the, out in the streets, baby