how it goes

I check up on that girl and she okay I don't want you girl, you came too late She be speeding, yeah she got that road rage Now she wanna come over like no way I pull up to the party and I'm solo I don't want that girl, yeah I'm dolo Yeah that girl she saw me, want a photo Pull up in some jeans and a polo Riding in the tracky and I'm speeding Riding with her self, she got some demons She don't want that boy I told her leave it Hitting goals you know I reach it Whoa, tell her go You a ho, tell her no Like bro, take it slow, take it slow, take it slow Speeding on the highway with my gang Getting chains now, getting money This ain't funny, boy you is a bummy, oh woah, woah Hitting my phone, leave me alone You out of my zone, just leave me alone I don't want you no Yeah you need to go Checking on my bros, yeah you know how it goes