HOW IT GOES Lyrics

Woah

Yeah-yeah, ooh

Yeah-yeah, ooh, ooh

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

I told her I don't dream no more

I say baby hold up, wait, who do you adore?

You an alcoholic, I swear you could drink some more

Told lil baby hold up, you could pull up in a Porsche

I'm with the gang, I'm with the team, yeah it ain't no sport

That we do fasho

We do that shit fasho

Tell me do you love me more

I'm with the gang, we up the score

And we 'bout to pour a four

Tell me you know how it goes

Yeah, we pull up in that ghost

These nigga do the most

But I don't hate, nah bro

Sticking to the bro code

Ain't no love for no hoe

I'm gonna show 'em how it go

I'm the type just to tell her stick with me like a cuban link

We pulling up in that you won't believe

No one above and no one under me

I'm getting money in another league (Yeah)

Bless the father lord heavenly (Bless, bless, bless)

Remember days they used to press on me (Press, press, press)

And that depression used to wrestle me (Wrestle, wrestle, wrestle)

Now I'm flexed up, fuck what you said to me

Flexed up, no pressure, yea yea

Test us, don't test us, yea yea

Check, run a check up, yea yea

Catch us, won't catch up, yea yea

I told her I don't dream no more

I say baby hold up, wait, who do you adore?

You an alcoholic, I swear you could drink some more

Told lil baby hold up, you could pull up in a Porsche

I'm with the gang, I'm with the team, yeah it ain't no sport

That we do fasho

We do that shit fasho

Tell me do you love me more

I'm with the gang, we up the score

And we 'bout to pour a four

Tell me you know how it goes

Yeah, got the drop on a nigga

We pop bottles, getting figures (Pop bottles)

Fucking new models, ain't no limit, mmm-hmm

Need a new throttle on that engine, mmm-hmm

For this new life, I get acquitted

For this new life, I cannot quit it

They shoulda never gave me mentions (Nah, nah, nah)

Shouldn't let me get my windows tinted

Feel what I feel

It's hard to keep it real

And if I don't spill

Them feelings gonna kill

Feel what I feel

It's hard to keep it real

And if I don't spill

Them feelings gonna kill

I told her I don't dream no more

I say baby hold up, wait, who do you adore?

You an alcoholic, I swear you could drink some more

Told lil baby hold up, you could pull up in a Porsche

I'm with the gang, I'm with the team, yeah it ain't no sport

That we do fasho

We do that shit fasho

Tell me do you love me more

I'm with the gang, we up the score

And we 'bout to pour a four

Tell me you know how it goes

Goes

Go

Go, go, go

Yea, yea yea