K. Michelle feat. Chris Brown, Yo Gotti & O.T. Genasis -
Either Way (feat. Chris Brown, Yo Gotti, O.T. Genasis) [Remix]
Either Way (feat. Chris Brown, Yo Gotti, O.T. Genasis) - Remix
Either way
Either way
Either way
E-e-either way
Either way
Either way
Either way
Either way
Ass shots, real or fake
That ass gon' jiggle for him anyway
Ain't fuckin' with me on your best day
I don't like you, but I love how your man lick the plate (let's go)
I know you seen what I post today
Diamonds up like Jay, crazy on my Kanye
'Cause I need someone to do, somewhere to play
Fuck it, I might Uber me a jet today (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They don't like me, what they say?
I hear rumors, I feel the hate
But I'm okay, I'm young and rich
I be high all day (ooh)
Either way, I'm gon' be straight, damn, my life is great (whoo)
Sleepin' good at night, in the mornin', eatin' eggs and steak (yeah, yeah)
Sleep or awake, I'ma get this money either way
Either way (yeah, yeah), either way (yeah)
Either way, I'm gon' brazy with my braids, with my shades
See the face? All the diamonds blindin', that's why your bitch came
And she stay, she ain't scared that I got felonies
Love a country nigga with the pot, teachin' hoes my new recipe
She never kiss and tell, flip a coin in a wishin' well
You buy your bitch a Michael Kors, I'ma buy her Richard Mille
My girl got booty like K. Michelle
If I pay her bills, she gon' pay my bail
Paper trail, nigga, oh, well
Louboutin to the toenails
I turn your bitch to a cokehead (yeah, yeah), I don't give a fuck
I get a lot of love, you get a lot of nothin', ooh
He don't hit you when he sober 'cause you gettin' my leftovers, oh
Maybach, Maybach, Maybach, he pull up in a Maybach
I pull up in a 'Rari, skrrt on his ass, nigga, I ain't sorry (yeah)
They don't like me, what they say?
I hear rumors, I feel the hate
But I'm okay, I'm young and rich
I be high all day (ooh)
Either way, I'm gon' be straight, damn, my life is great (whoo)
Sleepin' good at night, in the mornin', eatin' eggs and steak (yeah, yeah)
Sleep or awake, I'ma get this money either way
Either way (yeah, yeah), either way
Win or lose, either way I'ma be straight (I am)
Got my bag out the street and I make sure we ate (hey)
When your feelings is shitty, could go either way (yeah)
I come from the bottom, I ran up a check
Used to post in the hood and sell dope every day
Ay, take a ratchet, put some swag on 'em (ratchet)
Shawty thick, got a ass on her (ay)
Loyalty, can't put a tag on 'em (tag on 'em)
Either way, I blow a bag on her (yeah)
Hood man say that money change 'em
Either way, they want my pants, homie (my pants)
Due respect, me think this shit a game (what's ha'nin'?)
Either way, I'm on your ass, homie
I got a whole lot of paper (cash), I got a whole lot of haters
Nigga be drippin' in sauce (swag), I got a whole lot of flavor
Hop in the Benz, her and her friends (ay)
Suckin' dick, all of 'em tens (ay)
I want to win, you want my money to end
See through you just like a lens
My bitch perfect, her body cursive (thick)
Her stomach hidin' her thighs churches
Lookin' thick, baller crisp took a trip, took a brick (ay)
Haters sick, suck a dick
I'm lit (yeah), fuck 'em rich, I'm the shit, bitch (ooh)
Either way, I'm gon' be straight, damn, my life is great (whoo)
Sleepin' good at night, in the mornin', eatin' eggs and steak (yeah, yeah)
Sleep or awake, I'ma get this money either way
Either way (yeah, yeah), either way
Either way
Either way
E-e-either way
Either way
Either way
Either way
Either way
Ass shots, real or fake
That ass gon' jiggle for him anyway
Ain't fuckin' with me on your best day
I don't like you, but I love how your man lick the plate (let's go)
I know you seen what I post today
Diamonds up like Jay, crazy on my Kanye
'Cause I need someone to do, somewhere to play
Fuck it, I might Uber me a jet today (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They don't like me, what they say?
I hear rumors, I feel the hate
But I'm okay, I'm young and rich
I be high all day (ooh)
Either way, I'm gon' be straight, damn, my life is great (whoo)
Sleepin' good at night, in the mornin', eatin' eggs and steak (yeah, yeah)
Sleep or awake, I'ma get this money either way
Either way (yeah, yeah), either way (yeah)
Either way, I'm gon' brazy with my braids, with my shades
See the face? All the diamonds blindin', that's why your bitch came
And she stay, she ain't scared that I got felonies
Love a country nigga with the pot, teachin' hoes my new recipe
She never kiss and tell, flip a coin in a wishin' well
You buy your bitch a Michael Kors, I'ma buy her Richard Mille
My girl got booty like K. Michelle
If I pay her bills, she gon' pay my bail
Paper trail, nigga, oh, well
Louboutin to the toenails
I turn your bitch to a cokehead (yeah, yeah), I don't give a fuck
I get a lot of love, you get a lot of nothin', ooh
He don't hit you when he sober 'cause you gettin' my leftovers, oh
Maybach, Maybach, Maybach, he pull up in a Maybach
I pull up in a 'Rari, skrrt on his ass, nigga, I ain't sorry (yeah)
They don't like me, what they say?
I hear rumors, I feel the hate
But I'm okay, I'm young and rich
I be high all day (ooh)
Either way, I'm gon' be straight, damn, my life is great (whoo)
Sleepin' good at night, in the mornin', eatin' eggs and steak (yeah, yeah)
Sleep or awake, I'ma get this money either way
Either way (yeah, yeah), either way
Win or lose, either way I'ma be straight (I am)
Got my bag out the street and I make sure we ate (hey)
When your feelings is shitty, could go either way (yeah)
I come from the bottom, I ran up a check
Used to post in the hood and sell dope every day
Ay, take a ratchet, put some swag on 'em (ratchet)
Shawty thick, got a ass on her (ay)
Loyalty, can't put a tag on 'em (tag on 'em)
Either way, I blow a bag on her (yeah)
Hood man say that money change 'em
Either way, they want my pants, homie (my pants)
Due respect, me think this shit a game (what's ha'nin'?)
Either way, I'm on your ass, homie
I got a whole lot of paper (cash), I got a whole lot of haters
Nigga be drippin' in sauce (swag), I got a whole lot of flavor
Hop in the Benz, her and her friends (ay)
Suckin' dick, all of 'em tens (ay)
I want to win, you want my money to end
See through you just like a lens
My bitch perfect, her body cursive (thick)
Her stomach hidin' her thighs churches
Lookin' thick, baller crisp took a trip, took a brick (ay)
Haters sick, suck a dick
I'm lit (yeah), fuck 'em rich, I'm the shit, bitch (ooh)
Either way, I'm gon' be straight, damn, my life is great (whoo)
Sleepin' good at night, in the mornin', eatin' eggs and steak (yeah, yeah)
Sleep or awake, I'ma get this money either way
Either way (yeah, yeah), either way
Credits
Writer(s): Ronnie Jackson, Christopher Maurice Brown, Eric La Sean Crawford, Kimberly Michelle Pate, Jeremiah Renaldo Bethea, Odis Oliver Flores, Daniel Bryant
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