How Could

(Zaytoven)
Uh-huh
Real nigga shit
Ayy, light that weed up
Give me some rubber bands
What's popping lil' mama?

How could a bitch so bad, pussy be so good? (So good)
How could a million dollar nigga be so hood? (It's dolph)
All that ass she got, that's why she walk like that, yeah
All this cash I got, that's why I talk like that!
Balmain and Margielas, what I'm rocking (ayy, ayy!)
200 in my skinnies, you know how I'm rocking (racks!)
She signed for it and called and told me that she got 'em
That's my trap bitch, she just want some red bottoms

Bought a Rolls-Royce just to smoke kush in it
This carbon 1-5 got a hunnid bullets in it
She bad and she paid, that's my kind of bitch
These niggas counterfeit (they fake), my old school sick
My bitch too thick (woo), yo' bitch look like a motherfucking toothpick

I just poured up a four and poured some out for Pimp (R.I.P. Pimp C)
I took this South Memphis shit and I went worldwide!
I smashed her for 30 minutes then told her open wide (take that)
If you 'bout paper then let's get it 'cause so am I
Multi-million dollar nigga smoking blunts on the block!
Remember we ain't have shit but grandma, she did her best
From the projects to private jets picking up check after check
Wanna know what a hundred thou' look like, just look at my neck
I'm drilling yo' bitch from the back and still got on my Rolex
In the club passing bitches out, bottles of Moët

How could a bitch so bad, pussy be so good? (So good)
How could a million dollar nigga be so hood? (It's dolph)
All that ass she got, that's why she walk like that, yeah
All this cash I got, that's why I talk like that!
Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking (ayy, ayy!)
200 in my skinnies, you know how I'm rocking (Racks!)
She signed for it and called and told me that she got 'em
That's my trap bitch, she just want some red bottoms

Skinny nigga, big bank
My auntie walked up in my spot and she said, "Boy, this shit stank!"
I got pills, I got drank
Called yo' bitch up and got laid
Called the plug up and got paid
Got a 400 thousand dollar coupe parked outside in valet

I got a hundred dollar taper fade, I pour lean in my lemonade
Ai-ai-ain't no telling what a nigga might do (uh-huh!)
Get too close to me then my lil' niggas might shoot (Paper Route bitch)
Lil' nigga stay fly like I went to flight school
I'm living the life, I'm living the life full
Ayy, this is my life, this is my life, ooh!
25 hundred for a pair of tennis shoes
My bitch went shopping, bought me a chopper and some Jimmy Choo

How could a bitch so bad, pussy be so good? (So good)
How could a million dollar nigga be so hood? (It's dolph)
All that ass she got, that's why she walk like that, yeah
All this cash I got, that's why I talk like that!
Balmain and Margielas what I'm rocking (ayy, ayy!)
200 in my skinnies, you know how I'm rocking (Racks!)
She signed for it and called and told me that she got 'em
That's my trap bitch, she just want some red bottoms, uh



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Writer(s): Xavier Dotson, Adolph Thornton
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