Uh-huh, uh, uh
Oh yeah
My nigga up high, but he lookin' down
He tried to talk to me, but he don't make a sound
Maybe he be speakin' when my trap jumpin'
I gotta get this money, I can't want for nothin'
Everybody talkin', man, it's always somethin'
But when I'm pullin' up, man, it's never nothin'
Everybody talkin', man, it's always somethin'
But when I'm pullin' up, man, it's, mm
They always frontin'
I'm leadin' all my niggas like I'm head tuttin'
They pull up on your block, get to d-d-d-dumpin'
And them niggas cookin' rock right up out the oven
Now mama keep smellin' rock like Dwayne Johnson
And now they wrestlin', with that Smith & Wesson
Chopper, Glock or FN, now you need a reverend
I grew up where them teachers scared to teach a lesson
Ain't no debate tonight
I'm 'bout to slide on a nigga then slide
To the movies and go on a date tonight
If they come after me, that be my alibi
You know that I'ma be straight tonight
Nigga, the tendencies that be the death
Of me, everyone know that's my kryptonite
So you gon' get hit tonight, aight?
Huh, I got a new bitch (Yeah, I got a new bitch)
She ain't finna snitch (She ain't finna snitch)
If they ask her, she pleadin' the fifth (She lovin' the fifth)
She be like, "Where my lawyers, shit?" (She goin' out, lil' nigga)
Other niggas would tell off the rip (They move they ass)
When I slide, make 'em fall, make 'em trip (Bye, bye)
That's what you get when you slip
When I see him, man, you know it's on sight (It's on sight)
Send him up, yeah, make him take a flight (Fly)
Stripes on my shoulder like I'm wearin' Off-White (Off-White)
I lost my brother, ask me if I'm alright
I say, "That's the way it go, yeah, that's the way it go" (Go)
We comin' right back, but we keep it on the low (Low)
'Cause either way it go, man, a nigga gotta go (Go)
Yeah, that's the way it go, man, that's the way it go
Bitch, don't push no buttons
I got oppers all over the place, but
My shooter gon' say that it's nothin'
If I see choppers all over the place
Then I'm catchin' a case, no runnin'
I gotta get out of the hood, I got faith
Just as long as my trap keep jumpin'
Most of the niggas that trap be fumblin'
That's why these niggas be constantly hit with the football numbers
Put a white boy in the jail, they put a black boy under
They say, "That's what a black boy wanted"
Then they go switch that subject
Keep actin' like it's nothin' (It's nothin')
Huh, I got a new bitch (Yeah, I got a new bitch)
She ain't finna snitch (She ain't finna snitch)
If they ask her, she pleadin' the fifth (She lovin' the fifth)
She be like, "Where my lawyers, shit?" (She goin' out, lil' nigga)
Other niggas would tell off the rip (They move they ass)
When I slide, make 'em fall, make 'em trip (Bye, bye)
That's what you get when you slip
When I see him, man, you know it's on sight (It's on sight)
Send him up, yeah, make him take a flight (Fly)
Stripes on my shoulder like I'm wearin' Off-White (Off-White)
I lost my brother, ask me if I'm alright
I say, "That's the way it go, yeah, that's the way it go" (Go)
We comin' right back, but we keep it on the low (Low)
'Cause either way it go, man, a nigga gotta go (Go)
Yeah, that's the way it go, man, that's the way it go
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