Yeah, yeah
Alright, alright
Street FITE (Street FITE)
Street FITE (Street FITE)
Calvin on the mic
Hayko, yeah

Calvin on the mic
In the place to be
Yeah, this shit alright
It’s my new EP
Sinigami boy mobbin’ in yo MOM’s house
Reaper ikemen and walking disaster of a MOUSE

That’s right, me and Hayko rollin’ in our hood
Shootin’ cowards left and right
Do you know what’s good?
Fuck yo NERF GUNS.
Airsoft is my SHIT.
And I shoot ’em everyday so that you know I’m legit.
Bling and so much swag, shit ain’t hardly fair
True rappers don’t wear RAGS, the dollar store is for SQUARES
You want to stop and stare? Ya better be prepared
For Calvin and the boy Hayko to rip and tear!! YEEEEEAHHHH
See us walk-in’ straight up to you
Glock COCKED in this hand, yeah you know you’re through
Clowns get POPPED from the sniper sitting way up there
Look over THERE!!! Shit… shit, we forgot to hire the sniper
Fuck, oh shit…
IT DOESN’T MATTER. Welcome to our hood.
Little rat boy, shinigami, know what’s good?
We sell DRUGS!!! Just kidding, haha! This is an idol channel…
Yeah, we really cannot get Calliope in trouble, that’d be bad, shit mang OK

It’s a street FITE. It’s a street FITE.
Knock yo lights out. Have a good NIGHT.
It’s a street FITE. It’s a street FITE.
Knock yo lights out. Have a good NIGHT.
It’s a street FITE. It’s a street FITE.
Knock yo lights out. Have a good NIGHT.

Let’s give it up for the little rat boy,
That’s right, we got Hayko (Whaddup, Whaddup! Woo!)
In the place to be
Let’s GO!!!! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

Yo, my name HAYKO (HAYKO)
Represent (Represent)
When I pick up that mic, all hell is bent
Making it rain dollars (Cha-ching)
Go on a shopping spree (Shopping spree)
No need to fret, cuz I live in your head rent free (That’s right)
Pimp on the streets, you in my sheets, you know you winning in life
You say you love me, get down on one knee, bitch thinks I want a wife (Oh my God)
Sorry, kid. It’s bros before hoes, you know the code
NO I WON’T stay the night, cuz fuck the high road (Fuck the high road)

Ladies, ladies (Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies), go wait in line
I’ll get to you all in due time
Vibing with ma boy Calvin, and this sick EP (My Calvin, sick EP)
You other rappers fuming jealous as you hit repeat
(Yeah, they wanna hit repeat! Yeah, they wanna hit repeat!)

Yo, yo, yo… Shut the fuck up, man! You literally ruined my flow.

(What, yo, what the fuck? I’m just tryna like… hype you up and shit, you know.)

Nah, man, I smell the fucking disrespect on here…

(Yo, what the fuck, what the fuck, I was try—)

You invite me to feature on your fucking EP and you can’t even mix me on beat!

(I did, man)

I start off beat, later! You call yourself a fucking producer, what a fucking joke!

(AY, don’t you forget this MY fuckin’ shit, BOI. This MY mixtape, MANG! THIS MY SHIT yo, you da guest. The fuck is up, boi?)

Okay, guest! Alright! You fucking hiding in your walls and ceiling? I’d be embarrassed too if I were you, fuck, man!

(Alright, you wanna fight outside the studio?)

Oh? You wanna fucking go? Put up those hands, dawg!

(Start the fucking video, start, yo cut that shit, cut that shit right now!)

Let’s fucking go!

(Alright, come on, let’s go outside, you and me motherfucker!)

I’m gonna SPLINTER your ass.

(Alright, lil rat boy, let’s see what you GOT!! Settle this the hard way. First you act like my homie, now you acting like you don’t even know me… ohh!)