How It Go Lyrics

Yeah, how this shit go

Nah, I'ma show you niggas how this shit go

Yeah, lil' ass boy

I don't even rap

Yeah

Who say they lookin' for a lil' D? Put they ass in a row

I'm really gon' talk my shit cause these lil' ass boys ain't standin on code

I'm out on bond, nigga, don't tell the judge I still go kick a nigga door

I knew he's gon' break in that lil' ass room, they gave his ass chips and coke

Since the shorty I grew up round takers and scrappers

Nah, nigga, I ain't lil' Moe

This gang bangin' ass, lil' bitch throwin' ass on me while she bangin' a four

And all summer, nigga, we been patchin' the opps, I can see your nigga ass how to sew

He a big dog round' his lil' hoe, but we used to send niggas to the store

Don't pull in that V, tryna park in that street, that's how your lil' ass get towed

I'm bustin' off X in this party, sweatin', still got a stick in my coat

I can teach you how to rob, nigga, gon get a mask, tell everybody get on the floor

Don't come around tryin' lil' bro, have lil' bro, get your ass gone

Been smokin' that pack, nah, I'm lookin' Chinese, nah, nigga, like Ching Ching Chong

I'm lovin' this bitch, she don't talk too much, lil' D stay fuckin' her throat

This young bitch fuckin' like a rabbit, hold on, unc gotta take shit slow

And nah, it aint shit pick a bad bitch out like any mini, mini mini mo

That nigga tryna smile in my face while he textin' my bitch like I ain't even know

I'm walkin' these beats and I don't even rap, and nah, I ain't switchin' my flow

This rap ain't payin', I'm still in the shop, I still serve a nigga a bow

They used to call a nigga, mr get the shit off, cause I know how to get the shit sold

I'm doublin' profits, I'm uppin' the prices, cause I got the shit for the low

I don't do deposits, I'm up in your pockets, and I get the up in the pole

In 2014, had a stick in my Robins, and nah, this shit wasn't for show

I like it, I cop it for all of my niggas, remember a nigga was poor

Remember a nigga was broke, that shit was hittin' the soul

There was roaches climbin' up the wall, but my cousin was still on the stove

My uncle was real fasho, my OG was real fasho

Just keep shit a hundred and don't ever snitch, that's just the shit I was told

I remember first time took OG car and me and foenem hit the road

I opened the motherfuckin' door, I fucked around, hit Miko

And since lil shorty, they said I was innocent, shit, a nigga got old

The hunnids my pockets , they old as hell, them bitches, they startin' to get mold

Yeah, I'ma show a nigga how this shit go

Yeah, I'ma show a nigga how this shit go

Yeah, hatin' ass, nigga

Lil' ass niggas, niggas can't een rap', nigga

Fuck you talkin' about