How It Go
Fredo Bang
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A nigga ain't gon' stop touch of us, believe me, you heard me? It's gon' be you or me (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) Yeah, what it is (Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat) Slatt, bitch Speakin' on my name better keep that iron with you They say they down to ride, but ask 'em if they dyin' with you My partner died, your partner died, you just don't post your nigga I call a play, youngin' gon' blitz, I'm tryna coach that nigga Toast a nigga soul with this Draco You know it's fuckin' real Catch a nigga lackin', hit his stomach, I think I snapped a rib Walkin' line on papers, people watchin', but I'm thuggin' still Your partner died, the price up on his head, you know I paid the bill Simpin' like he got it on the low, f*ck the price tag Five just hit my phone like, "You a pit, you better bite back" Osama say, "F*ck all them bitch ass niggas, they can't never get they dog back" Go and get a rental, I just zipped 'em through a CashApp Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout Catch 'em in the driveway, ain't get the chance to leave out Swervin' in a rental, tryna make today his last, dawg Hit 'em with that pole, play it how it go, take that nigga soul Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout Catch 'em in the driveway, ain't get the chance to leave out Swervin' in a rental, tryna make today his last, dawg Hit 'em with that pole, play it how it go, take that nigga soul Million dollars off a tape but still a pop nigga Ain't shit change, I'm still the same, I'm hollerin' free Lil Bop, nigga Stood up like a man up in the can and make they can vouch, nigga Shared a cell with plenty opps and all them use to f*ck with me Bitch, you know I'm really G RI.P. my nigga Gee Niggas hatin' bad, they doin' sad, they want my energy Pussy run up stupid, do 'em bad, empty the magazine Draco hit that ass, he get to singin' like he Pleasure P I'm just tryna be at peace Tryna sell my life on beats I promise I ain't lyin', dawg I'm tryna put that iron down My bank account sittin' swole, might spend it all just on bodies Piss me off and I see red, put that bag up on your motherfukin' head Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout Catch 'em in the driveway, ain't get the chance to leave out Swervin' in a rental, tryna make today his last, dawg Hit 'em with that pole, play it how it go, take that nigga soul Killers in your bushes tryna see what all that beef 'bout Catch 'em in the driveway, ain't get the chance to leave out Swervin' in a rental, tryna make today his last, dawg Hit 'em with that pole, play it how it go, take that nigga soul My bank account sittin' swole, might spend it all just on bodies Piss me off and I see red, put that bag up on your motherfukin' head (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) (Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
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Written by: Fredrick Givens
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