How ? Lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah, damn

Tryna tell niggas, niggas can't really fuck with me, man

Too easy, I swear

Look, how them niggas claim they from the streets, but they ain't never outside

I know bitches that's hungry for meat, so they got they mouths wide

I'm just lookin' for my trap queen, I'm feelin' like Fetty Wap

These lil' bitches tryna trap me, they fell in love with my cock

I told baby girl, you rock my word, I'm feelin' just like Michael

Drinkin' so much lean, I'm high as hell, I'm feelin' like the Eiffel

I told her, let's take a break, she started cryin', now her eyes full

I just want consistent sex, and she thinkin' I'm about to wife her

These niggas be runnin' out of cash, it's like a paper shortage

I got so many foreign bitches, and I got whips, that's imported

Please don't waste my time when we talkin', make sure that it's important

I be on my grind from spring to fall, I don't party, that's boring

Never put your all into a bitch, cause they pickin' and choosin

I can't do no business with these niggas, these niggas confusin

I be tryna stay out the way, I be stickin' to my music

Soon I'm gon' be tourin' overseas, a nigga gon' be cruisin

How them niggas claim they from the streets, but they ain't never outside

I know bitches that's hungry for meat, so they got they mouths wide

I'm just lookin' for my trap queen, I'm feelin' like Fetty Wap

These lil' bitches tryna trap me, they feelin' in love with my cock

I'm the baby girl, you rock my word, I'm feelin' just like Michael

Drinkin' so much lean, I'm high as hell, I'm feelin' like the Eiffel

I told her, let's take a break, she started cryin', now her eyes full

I just want consistent sex, and she thinkin' I'm about to wife her

Rollin' weed and pourin' lean inside my cup, that's how I get lit

Got these bitches tryna cuff me, I'm just tryna get my dick licked

I'm just focused on the money, I ain't goin' for the gimmicks

Bitches tryna get one up on me, cause they got these niggas simpin

I got so much moves and I'm ballin', so you could call me Kyrie

Bitches I used to give my all to on my page, tryna stalk me

I'm slippin', I'm fallin', but I won't give up, I'm like DMX

I told myself I wasn't gon' link her, but that pussy wet

I don't know who real or who fake, so I just try to play my role

I don't really got no plan, I just be goin' with the flow

And that lil' Puerto Rican bitch, I'm tryna take her soul

She got a husband and she ain't tell me this bitch is hoe

How them niggas claim they from the streets, but they ain't never outside ?

I know bitches that's hungry for meat, so they got they mouths wide

I'm just lookin' for my trap queen, I'm feelin' like Fetty Wap

These lil' bitches tryna trap me, they fell in love with my cock

I told baby girl, you rock my world, I'm feelin' just like Michael

Drinkin' so much lean, I'm high as hell, I'm feelin' like the Eiffel

I told her, let's take a break, she started cryin', now her eyes full

I just want consistent sex and she thinkin' I'm bout to wife her