How We Doing

You be thinking I'm crazy or not
We pull up we gon shoot up yo block uh
He got niggas from the trench tryna move in Get right wit the gang he gon' be cruising
I got niggas that talk wit the bitches that came from the trenches them niggas be losing
Like I said pull up the switches nobody getting kisses
You know how We doing
No, huh
You know how we doing uh, uh
You know how we doing uh, uh
You know how we doing uh, uh, uh
You know how we doing

Get right wit the team don't be lacking in streets
Yo nigga be talkin don't know it get deep
I talk to my girl bitch I like what she see
When I rap on the Stu I don't like to repeat
We gon fly my gang yeah out to the sea
Put that on my mom you ain't better then me
We ain't never going broke money don't grow off trees
We got niggas that hit on yo bitch then leave her uh
We got niggas that hit her then leave her Mm
We got niggas that hit her then leave her
Hit her and leave her
(Uh, Uh, Uh)

I stay in my lane what you hate me for?
Ion like how he talking give him a T-shirt
I'm going my hardest they don't want me up
It's a lotta new artist got to T-Up
I'm running outta beats got to re-up
She talking too much told her shut up
Nobody would ever get 1 up, and that's on me
Yeezy brand new they on my feet
Even if you peek you won't see me
It's some niggas in Columbus they deep in the streets
But best believe one them not gone be me
He gone go kill if he roll up and smoke on a tree
Better yet he gone pop him a P
I knew it was the hood nigga almost got robbed on my street
I'm am at peace I have no opps and nobody's deceased

(I don't got no opps)
(I am at peace)
(I Don't got no opps)
(Ain't nobody deceased)
(I don't got no opps)
(I am at peace)
(I Don't got no opps)
(Ain't nobody deceased)

You be thinking I'm crazy or not
We pull up we gon shoot up yo block uh
He got niggas from the trench tryna move in Get right wit the gang he gon' be cruising
I got niggas that talk wit the bitches that came from the trenches them niggas be losing
Like I said pull up the switches nobody getting kisses you know how We doing
No, huh
You know how we doing uh, uh
You know how we doing uh, uh
You know how we doing uh, uh, uh
You know how we doing

You know how I'm doing, come pull up on me y'all dissing I'm shooting
We pull up on opps it's red dots to the face
Out the window with the glock take the cops on a chase
I ain't wanna fuck wit her told the bitch I want the neck
Oh you wanna fuck wit us? Thirty shots out the Tec
All I did was hold it down now I'm counting up a check
Trapalone, bust a dome, pull up on 'em leave 'em wet
I done came a long way I don't want nobody
Feds keep asking questions I don't know who shot 'em
Take a hit of the gas sit back think about it
Seen you pull up the jag, kind of nice now I got it
One shot, two shot, three shot to the face and it's still fuck the opps and it's still fuck the jakes
Not the type to pull up and take yo ass on a chase
Pull up on 'em spray it down like a nigga use mace
Hit the party wit yo crew niggas know how I'm moving
I Pull up on boys knock a Nigga outta his shoes
Trapalone be the gang TFL you know that too
Out the way making money making big boss moves
Hit the party do my devil dance wit this chopstick
Nigga talking crazy I might let 'em be on the opponent list
Big glock posted out the way on the 6th block
Make a nigga daddy bop talking bout no TikTok
AP Wrist rock, brodie got a big glock posted at Sam's got a chop, make him milly rock
Gang shit, never stop, make it to the fucking top
Trapalone be the gang lil bitch know that we the mob
You he thinking I'm crazy or not?
Pockets swollen bitch filled wit a knot
Big brother ride around wit a glock, right hand ride around wit the chop