WAY IT GOES Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
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Let my dreads hang, hang past my eyes
Shake them bitches out, it's a fucking vibe
Like a native to the land, moving with the tribe
I be smoking on the plant, I be getting high
Let my dreads hang, hang past my eyes
Shake them bitches out, it's a fucking vibe
Like a native to the land, moving with the tribe
I be smoking on the plant, I be getting high
I'm smoking that gas, I was getting real lit
I was high off my ass and I was just stuck on a trip
We taking acid, ridding out onna ship
Open up your mind and change how you live
Tunnel vision to the future
Onna mission, start it sooner
Gnrl M!llz, Imma trooper
Lead my peers, Martin Luther
Trying to please my consumers, Trying to please my viewers,
Hitting up producers
Tech on deck with computers
With my gang, with my shooters
Other niggas are some losers
Find it funny, call it humor
Spreading lies, tellin' rumors
Riding round in the cruiser
Sipping lean getting looser
Pop and an addy need a booster
Got me feeling real super
Let my dreads hang, hang past my eyes
Shake them bitches out, it's a fucking vibe
Like a native to the land, moving with the tribe
I be smoking on the plant, I be getting high
Let my dreads hang, hang past my eyes
Shake them bitches out, it's a fucking vibe
Like a native to the land, moving with the tribe
I be smoking on the plant, I be getting high
Can't get high no mo'
Time is moving real slow
Started doin' all the blow
Put they keys up to her nose
Love the smell of the snow
Likes the way it feels though
Turning up at the show
That's the way, how it goes
Psychedelic we just tripping
Stirrin' it up, cooking the tunes, in the kitchen
Spoken the words, I wan't all of y'all to listen
Ends of earth, I am on my own mission
Yuh
Psychedelic we just tripping
Stirrin' it up, cooking tunes, in the kitchen
Spoken the words, I wan't all of y'all to listen
Ends of earth, I am on my own mission
Let my dreads hang, hang past my eyes
Shake them bitches out, it's a fucking vibe
Like a native to the land, moving with the tribe
I be smoking on the plant, I be getting high
Let my dreads hang, hang past my eyes
Shake them bitches out, it's a fucking vibe
Like a native to the land, moving with the tribe
I be smoking on the plant, I be getting high
With my gang, with my shooters
Other niggas are some losers
Find it funny, call it humor
Spreading lies, tellin' rumors
Riding round in the cruiser
Sipping lean getting looser
Pop and an addy need a booster
Got me feeling real super
Can't get high no mo'
Time is moving real slow
Started doin' all the blow
Put they keys up to her nose
Love the smell of the snow
Likes the way it feels though
Turning up at the show
That's the way, how it goes