How It Go

Baby, you know how this shit go
I swear I'm better off all alone
Swear that lil bitch be on my phone
But she is only good for giving dome
I be getting guap, go get you some
All this pain, baby, I'm so numb
Hundreds all across my fucking thumb
I be going stupid like I'm dumb

They know that shit
They gon' fold and shit
My heart cold and shit
It be frozen, shit
It be frozen, shit
Pistol in my hand
I'ma let it rip

Tattoos on my neck
Kiss me on my neck
Kiss me on my neck
That bitch so annoying, sorta like my ex
They say that I'm blessed, I'm not feeling blessed
Baby, I'm depressed but I count a check
Baby, I'm depressed but I count a check
Baby, you know how this shit go
I swear I'm better off all alone
Swear that lil bitch be on my phone
But she is only good for giving dome
I be getting guap, go get you some
All this pain, baby, I'm so numb
Hundreds all across my fucking thumb
I be going stupid like I'm dumb

They know that shit
They gon' fold and shit
My heart cold and shit
It be frozen, shit
It be frozen, shit
Pistol in my hand
I'ma let it rip



Credits
Writer(s): Davis Timothy Wilson
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