You Know How It Go
You know how it go, you know how it go
You know how it go, baby, you know how it go, ayy
I'm doing shows on the road, ayy
Getting dough girl you know how it go, ayy
Fucking hos girl you know how it go, ayy
Counting rolls, girl, you know how it go
I got my pole, girl, you know how it go
I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go
Ayy, I be counting stacks smoking thrax on the road
After she give me neck break the back on your ho
I ain't with that cappin' put a cap in yo' skull
I know it's usually Tray Savage, but I got this Mac to your skull
Give my .30 to Tadoe, bullets fly like birdies so lay low
Like friends niggas actin' so it's me and bankroll
I am pistol-packing and I know, they don't need to say so
Smoking loud pack for my problems, but I got a Mac that a solve them
I tote .30s no revolvers, aim at ya medulla like, "Now what?"
Kush got me brain-damaged smoking all this sour
And I got my cowboys, for all these cowards
He say he a clout boy? Then fuck it cloud them
Fucking with my racks, boy, buck shots gon' find him
He say he a clout boy then fucking cloud them
Fucking with my racks boy buck shots gon' find him
You know how it go, baby, you know how it go, ayy
I'm doing shows on the road, ayy
Getting dough, girl, you know how it go, ayy
Fucking hos, girl, you know how it go, ayy
Counting rolls girl you know how it go
I got my pole, girl, you know how it go
I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go
I ain't with the actin' but I got extended clips
Flexing like you 'bout it but your chest can get ripped
He think he Titanic, put a gat to your ship
Pistol got me vibrating fuck a nigga in here
Only thing I know, I ain't scared lions or big bears
Only thing I know, better stop worrying 'bout mine and get theirs
But that's how it go when you at the top looking at the
Bottom of the world like, "Damn, I used to be there"
I ain't with that opp shit or that cop shit
But I am with Glo Gang we get the guap quick
All these niggas up in they feelings
Smoking loud pack, I can't hear my feelings
All a nigga want is some billions
But I'm smoking loud pack while I spend my millions
No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga
No, I don't know nothing, no, I didn't did it
No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga
No, I don't know nothing, no, I didn't did it
You know how it go, baby, you know how it go, ayy
I'm doing shows on the road, ayy
Getting dough girl you know how it go, ayy
Fucking hos girl you know how it go, ayy
Counting rolls, girl, you know how it go
I got my pole, girl, you know how it go
I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go
Ayy, I be counting stacks smoking thrax on the road
After she give me neck break the back on your ho
I ain't with that cappin' put a cap in yo' skull
I know it's usually Tray Savage, but I got this Mac to your skull
Give my .30 to Tadoe, bullets fly like birdies so lay low
Like friends niggas actin' so it's me and bankroll
I am pistol-packing and I know, they don't need to say so
Smoking loud pack for my problems, but I got a Mac that a solve them
I tote .30s no revolvers, aim at ya medulla like, "Now what?"
Kush got me brain-damaged smoking all this sour
And I got my cowboys, for all these cowards
He say he a clout boy? Then fuck it cloud them
Fucking with my racks, boy, buck shots gon' find him
He say he a clout boy then fucking cloud them
Fucking with my racks boy buck shots gon' find him
You know how it go, baby, you know how it go, ayy
I'm doing shows on the road, ayy
Getting dough, girl, you know how it go, ayy
Fucking hos, girl, you know how it go, ayy
Counting rolls girl you know how it go
I got my pole, girl, you know how it go
I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go
I ain't with the actin' but I got extended clips
Flexing like you 'bout it but your chest can get ripped
He think he Titanic, put a gat to your ship
Pistol got me vibrating fuck a nigga in here
Only thing I know, I ain't scared lions or big bears
Only thing I know, better stop worrying 'bout mine and get theirs
But that's how it go when you at the top looking at the
Bottom of the world like, "Damn, I used to be there"
I ain't with that opp shit or that cop shit
But I am with Glo Gang we get the guap quick
All these niggas up in they feelings
Smoking loud pack, I can't hear my feelings
All a nigga want is some billions
But I'm smoking loud pack while I spend my millions
No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga
No, I don't know nothing, no, I didn't did it
No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga
No, I don't know nothing, no, I didn't did it
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Writer(s): Singleton
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