How It Go

You fuckin' with a bum lil' baby I get chilly Bitch I get money so these niggas tryna kill me Shit, you gotta listen all my real niggas feel me Lil' bitch think I need her, told the bitch she must be silly I chase funds I don't chase no bitch I get bread bitch I chase chip Forty with a beam aim it at a bitch lip Let a nigga talk shit I'm a dump the whole clip Like ayy, forty fuckin' up his face Put it in your mouth baby, tell me how it taste Let me pull your hair let me grip the whole lace Shit, I get mad when I don't get my way And two two threes if a nigga want to play Do a f*ck nigga cold in the middle of May Let a dumb bitch fold I'm a put her in her place My bitch listen to whatever I say Like what? Bitch I do this shit often Last nigga dissed the gang left his ass in a coffin Take a wood to the brain this shit got me coughin' Pour the wockie for the pain this shit got me lost and I don't f*ck with niggas cause these niggas move weird When I needed them the most they ain't never been there No nigga scare me, I don't have no fears And you turn down fades so don't even go there Most niggas bitches I don't trust no soul Shit, play your cards right nigga, live up to the code You could take it out you want, i'm a tell you how it go Just, watch who your homie, everybody not your bro And, most niggas change, they change, like clothes And they be up in your face hating you don't even know Dead homies Niggas always up in your face Niggas be hating right in front of you nigga Watch your back nigga watch you call your homie though J.O.Y Bitch It's Deezy nigga Dead homies