How It Go
12Hunna on the beat
100K, remain solid
I ain't beefin' over a ho
I ain't beefin' over a ho
Y'all know, y'all know
Later
She got a nigga, yeah, I know
But I dicked her down, for sure
She callin' me back for more
That's crazy how it go
How the hell I'ma cuff a bitch
When I keep fuckin' niggas hoes?
How the hell I'ma love a bitch
When I keep breakin' happy homes?
How the hell I'ma trust you, girl?
You be cheatin' all on your man
No matter if you was my bitch
You'll do that shit again
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't want find out through no diss
Can't beef about no bitch
'Cause they bound to do they shit
When he leave go off to work
She send that text, "He ain't home"
Pull up, I dick her down
I pop this Perc' goin' long
Yeah, I know that shit ain't right
My whole life I been wrong
Say she cheatin' on her nigga
Ain't my problem, they grown
He think she lovey dovey
She tried to fuck my bro
I swear, ain't doin' no cuffin', cuffin'
And when he find out, it's gon' hurt 'em
Ain't no lovey, lovey, she suck my dick a lot
Kiss him right in the mouth, dirty bitch from the South
Find out he want some smoke, his main, she was a ho
You beefin' over a ho, no cap, these niggas jokes
I'm thuggin' straight out the four, I up it then let it blow
Don't check me, boy, check your ho
She want it, gave her some more
She got a nigga, yeah, I know
But I dicked her down, for sure
She callin' me back for more
That's crazy how it go
How the hell I'ma cuff a bitch
When I keep fuckin' niggas hoes?
How the hell I'ma love a bitch
When I keep breakin' happy homes?
How the hell I'ma trust you, girl?
You be cheatin' all on your man
No matter if you was my bitch
You'll do that shit again
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't want find out through no diss
Can't beef about no bitch
'Cause they bound to do they shit
Can't beef about no ho
'Cause they ain't bound to do they shit
If it's smoke then let me know, got rounds for who they with
How the hell you play with bricks?
Can't tell me nothin' 'bout the bowl
How the hell you rob with sticks? See, him got no pole
Shooters on command, shots fired out the rental
They know the sky's the limit, that's why I be tryna get 'em
Same way, I won't you, I'ma lose you in the end
If I get caught up in the storm, you'll move with the wind
I can't do no lovin', cuffin', trustin'
You ain't ride but, yeah, it's straight
Just like Timberlake, I remember I was Justin in you
She got a nigga, yeah, I know
But I dicked her down, for sure
She callin' me back for more
That's crazy how it go
How the hell I'ma cuff a bitch
When I keep fuckin' niggas hoes?
How the hell I'ma love a bitch
When I keep breakin' happy homes?
How the hell I'ma trust you, girl?
You be cheatin' all on your man
No matter if you was my bitch
You'll do that shit again
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't want find out through no diss
Can't beef about no bitch
'Cause they bound to do they shit
Lovey dovey, she tried to fuck my bro
I swear, ain't doin' no cuffin', cuffin'
And when he find out, it's gon' hurt 'em
Ain't no lovey, lovey, she suck my dick a lot
Kiss him right in the mouth, dirty bitch from the South
I can't do no lovin', cuffin', trustin'
You ain't ride but, yeah, it's straight
Just like Timberlake, I remember I was Justin
100K, remain solid
I ain't beefin' over a ho
I ain't beefin' over a ho
Y'all know, y'all know
Later
She got a nigga, yeah, I know
But I dicked her down, for sure
She callin' me back for more
That's crazy how it go
How the hell I'ma cuff a bitch
When I keep fuckin' niggas hoes?
How the hell I'ma love a bitch
When I keep breakin' happy homes?
How the hell I'ma trust you, girl?
You be cheatin' all on your man
No matter if you was my bitch
You'll do that shit again
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't want find out through no diss
Can't beef about no bitch
'Cause they bound to do they shit
When he leave go off to work
She send that text, "He ain't home"
Pull up, I dick her down
I pop this Perc' goin' long
Yeah, I know that shit ain't right
My whole life I been wrong
Say she cheatin' on her nigga
Ain't my problem, they grown
He think she lovey dovey
She tried to fuck my bro
I swear, ain't doin' no cuffin', cuffin'
And when he find out, it's gon' hurt 'em
Ain't no lovey, lovey, she suck my dick a lot
Kiss him right in the mouth, dirty bitch from the South
Find out he want some smoke, his main, she was a ho
You beefin' over a ho, no cap, these niggas jokes
I'm thuggin' straight out the four, I up it then let it blow
Don't check me, boy, check your ho
She want it, gave her some more
She got a nigga, yeah, I know
But I dicked her down, for sure
She callin' me back for more
That's crazy how it go
How the hell I'ma cuff a bitch
When I keep fuckin' niggas hoes?
How the hell I'ma love a bitch
When I keep breakin' happy homes?
How the hell I'ma trust you, girl?
You be cheatin' all on your man
No matter if you was my bitch
You'll do that shit again
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't want find out through no diss
Can't beef about no bitch
'Cause they bound to do they shit
Can't beef about no ho
'Cause they ain't bound to do they shit
If it's smoke then let me know, got rounds for who they with
How the hell you play with bricks?
Can't tell me nothin' 'bout the bowl
How the hell you rob with sticks? See, him got no pole
Shooters on command, shots fired out the rental
They know the sky's the limit, that's why I be tryna get 'em
Same way, I won't you, I'ma lose you in the end
If I get caught up in the storm, you'll move with the wind
I can't do no lovin', cuffin', trustin'
You ain't ride but, yeah, it's straight
Just like Timberlake, I remember I was Justin in you
She got a nigga, yeah, I know
But I dicked her down, for sure
She callin' me back for more
That's crazy how it go
How the hell I'ma cuff a bitch
When I keep fuckin' niggas hoes?
How the hell I'ma love a bitch
When I keep breakin' happy homes?
How the hell I'ma trust you, girl?
You be cheatin' all on your man
No matter if you was my bitch
You'll do that shit again
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't want find out through no diss
Can't beef about no bitch
'Cause they bound to do they shit
Lovey dovey, she tried to fuck my bro
I swear, ain't doin' no cuffin', cuffin'
And when he find out, it's gon' hurt 'em
Ain't no lovey, lovey, she suck my dick a lot
Kiss him right in the mouth, dirty bitch from the South
I can't do no lovin', cuffin', trustin'
You ain't ride but, yeah, it's straight
Just like Timberlake, I remember I was Justin
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