(Intro – Fabolous)
You ever been looking for your keys and they’re right there in your pocket?
See that’s what wrong, like, sometimes people looking for everybody else to give them the keys
And they’re right there
See all you gotta do is kick it with your homie
Or kick it with your shorty and see if they got their own keys to success
Or if they still looking for somebody else to give them the keys
(Chorus – Quavo & YFN Lucci)
I got money way before the deal
Put my bi**hes in new pair of heels
I might f**k your hoe and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your hoe on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the ni**as they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
(Verse 1 – Trey Songz)
I got the keys to your girl, I got the keys to her friend
I got the keys to the Beemer, I got the keys to the Benz
She got the keys to the condo, she got the keys to the crib
She pulling up on me pronto, I’m digging up her arrears
I got the keys to the freaks, I got the keys to the freaks
I got the keys to that pu**y, dripping, dripping, f**king up all of the sheets
S**king up all of the D, ooh babe, don’t you waste that
Drinking every drop when you taste that
Pu**y all on my tongue, all on tongue, yeah yeah
I’ma make you cum, make you cum, yeah yeah
D*ck going down, what you running from, from? Yeah yeah
Beat it like a drum, beat it like a drum, beat it, yeah yeah
(Chorus – Quavo & YFN Lucci)
I got money way before the deal
Put my bi**hes in new pair of heels
I might f**k your hoe and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your hoe on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the ni**as they wanna be
Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
(Verse 2 – Fabolous)
Look, you wanna be on your feet or you cool with being a leach?
Not tryna be on repeat, not tryna be here and preach
You tryna be out and eat or you tryna be on a leash?
If you gonna be in the streets, focus on being on Meech
I’m tryna be in the lead, I’m tryna be in that sheesh
I’m tryna be in the suite, telly that b on the beach
Shorty been being too sweet, want me to be on her peach
Her friend wanna be under me, might end up being in each
Stop talking like that when you be on them beats
Make sure the name never be in your speak
We get at you, we ain’t being discrete
And you know hammers gong be in the reach
Your chain got no ice like no drink being neat
Presi and real ni**a should be impeached
That’s why I don’t get snatched
Oh you want some s**t patched?
(Chorus – Quavo & YFN Lucci)
I got money way before the deal
Put my bi**hes in new pair of heels
I might f**k your hoe and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your hoe on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the ni**as they wanna be
‘Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
