Way It Go

DownSouth Gutta Music

I smoke stanky
If you don't know, we won't go
Which parts to go?
You won't see no more
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go

Niggas know, when I smoke stanky
If you don't, know we won't go (yah)
Which part to go (told somebody)
You won't see no more (leave, bitch)
Extort these hoes (know I'm gon' let you), 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go (yah)
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go (go)
Either way it go (go)

Niggas know, I'm laughing at them
Bitch, I'm 'bout my dough (cash)
You niggas broke
Today I might buy Gucci penny loafs (Gucci, Gucci)
She give me top (top) until I pop
Then she give me more (yah)
I'm on the block (yah)
We smoking dope, more than 54 (spring break)

Bitch, I flex (flex), bitch, I flex
On all these hoes (yah, yah)
I stay with stacks (stacks)
Ain't get it back, just the way it go (yah)
She call my phone (phone)
Won't leave me alone (no, no), she's such a ho
We just smoke, she suck my balls
We ain't fuckin' though

She snatch cash she know I stashed
She know I do that dance
Then she asked (asked)
"You fuck with me, we leave your mama sad
You might get glad (glad)
You should've worn rubber before his ass"
Bitch is glad (yah)
She see me and she know that I'm the man

Those niggas mad (yah)
They see us and they know that we don' clean ('body)
Goddamn (yah)
They acting like they don't know who I am (yah)
I'm the man (yah)
And all the bitches want me in they plan (yah)
Niggas' fans (yah)
They bitches fans, they know that we go ham

Niggas know, when I smoke stanky
If you don't know, we don't go
Which parts to go?
You won't see no more
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go

Niggas know, when I smoke stanky
If they don't know, we don't go
Which parts to go?
You won't see no more
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go
Extort these hoes, 'cause they gon' go
Either way it go (hah)

Either way it go (go)
I'm focused on the door (door)
Point me to them haters kickin'
They don't wear the dough (dough)
We let 'em haters know
Hollow tips hit, limbs explode ('plode)
Welcome to The Windy
Where we let them guns blow
OTF∕GBE
.50cal, I'll smoke

I'm lurkin' like a demon, bitch
I came to take your soul (soul)
Son un cuerno en cada lado
Parezco el pinche diablo
Ojos rojos, marihuano
Fumando el sonido alto
En las nubes donde ando
Either way it go (go)

You muhfuckin' ho
I already know what we on (on)
She fuckin' on my mood
Fuck these bitches, get dough
"It's money over bitches"
What a wise man told
OTF∕GBE, yeah
We let them haters know