How It Go Lyrics

Put a tag on his head get him gone for the low

When you in the streets man you know how it go

When that g lock hit it was murder she wrote

I'd rather trap on the block I can't post at no store

If I hit me a lick i'ma split with my bro

Really locked in for real we can't beef bout no hoe

If my brother down bad then i'm helping my bro

If my bro wanna slide i'ma give him a pole

Aye we bouta slide let's go

We dropping that shit bitch you know how it go

He was running from blat and got hit in the toe

He thought he got away he was moving too slow

When we come through everybody gon get low

We dropping that shit off you know how shit go

Tryna get up on me boy you know shit slow

Really beefing for real so I stay with a few poles

When i'm walking outside gotta stay with like 2 poles

I'm pumping that gas I ain't talking no citgo

I just got a new glock gotta see how this bitch roll

This bitch talking too much trying see what this bitch know

I still be where they can't go

Nigga got his ass robbed kept flexing that bankroll

On the block all week still wearing the same clothes

Nigga mad at me cause we fucking the same hoes

These bitches for everybody knows how that shit go

Beef bout the bitch and get hit by a missile

Nigga cried for that bitch think he need him some tissue

I don't want the lil bitch cause she really got issues

Yeah we fucking but I ain't gon kiss you

I ain't chasing no ass butch i'm chasing a bag

Must think I'm moving loose asking me for a bag

You ain't even a 10 bitch your head really trash

I ain't one of them niggas that be geeked for that ass

That bitch know how it go she was easy to smash

Nigga try to slide on my block left his head on the dash

I keep running through lights got the law on my ass

Niggas scared when I pull down that ski mask

When I was in school I was bagging the whole class

Shit can get sticky I ain't talking no notepad

Bro still moving them things off the moped

Put a tag on his head get him gone for the low

When you in the streets man you know how it go

When that g lock hit it was murder she wrote

I'd rather trap on the block I can't post at no store

If I hit me a lick i'ma split with my bro

Really locked in for real we can't beef bout no hoe

If my brother down bad then i'm helping my bro

If my bro wanna slide i'ma give him a pole

Aye we bouta slide let's go

We dropping that shit bitch you know how it go

He was running from blat and got hit in the toe

He thought he got away he was moving too slow

When we come through everybody gon get low

We dropping that shit off you know how shit go

Tryna get up on me boy you know shit slow

Really beefing for real so I stay with a few poles

I keep me a stick cause I'm beefing

That nigga broke and he leaking

I pop me a perc and I'm tweaking

Ice on me like i'm at ritas

I'm still trapping it out with lil nisha

My old head jugging still trap off the beeper

I need a big ass car no I can't ride in no two seater

Still pouring up lean pour a eight in a two Liter

Keep sipping that fu you gon die by the liter

This glock never jam so you know it's a keeper

His bitch really fucking but that's our lil secret

He think she a keeper that bitch is a eater

Hit me up when she horny only time that I see her

But I knew she was green cause I fucked when I seen her

Don't like my bitches that sweet like my bitch a lil meaner

Lil bitch need to check her Demeaning

Name my chopper wockiesha cause I hit him and his body was leaning

Iiii iiiii

Let me switch up the flow

Heard its smoke in the air put that shit on the floor

He got hit with that switch cause that nigga was moving too slow

Let's Go Let's Go

You know you locked in if I call you my bro

How you beefing with me cause I'm fucking your hoe

Gave his ass a face shot turned his ass to a post

Put a tag on his head get him gone for the low

When you in the streets man you know how it go

When that g lock hit it was murder she wrote

I'd rather trap on the block I can't post at no store

If I hit me a lick i'ma split with my bro

Really locked in for real we can't beef bout no hoe

If my brother down bad then i'm helping my bro

If my bro wanna slide i'ma give him a pole

Aye we bouta slide let's go

We dropping that shit bitch you know how it go

He was running from blat and got hit in the toe

He thought he got away he was moving too slow

When we come through everybody gon get low

We dropping that shit off you know how shit go

Tryna get up on me boy you know shit slow

Really beefing for real so I stay with a few poles