[Intro]
Blatt
Huh, what the fuck poppin', nigga?
Free Duke, free Lotto
Mob livin'—, fuck them niggas, man
Tch, that's real
Long live Trip, mm, mob livin' like Trip
Blatt, blatt
[Verse 1]
I'm having racks, but I still rock Polo tees, huh (Still rock Polo)
Brand new car, hop in that, push the start, I don't need no key (Hop in that motherfuckin' start)
Before I could get in the club, 'fore twenty-one, had a Glock 23, huh (Had Glock 23)
You ain't gotta ask who havin' a drug, you know that shit on me, huh (You know that shit on me)
Know that shit on me, huh (You know that shit on us)
That's my uniform, black tee with a Nike ski, huh (Yeah, it's black)
You must believe in unicorns if you think you gon' be with me (You not)
She wanna fuck for a YVL hat, told her it cost a fee (It cost)
She might be tall, I don't know, I only see her on her knee (On God)
If I catch you in the store, we gon' leave 'em in the street (Leave his ass)
I can't trip about no ho, you know 'Pollo keep it P (On God)
I got .30 in my Glock, y'all could pull up thirty deep (Let's go)
I show love to all the opps, you won't even know it's beef (You won't)
[Chorus]
That's how it's gotta go, that's how it gotta be (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's how it's gotta go, that's how it gotta be (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's how it's gotta go, huh that's how it gotta be (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's how it's gotta go, huh, that's how it gotta be, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, blatt)
You don't even know about me, huh (You don't)
I don't even know you, huh (I don't)
Hop out SRT, huh (Skrrt)
Orange like Goku, huh (It's red)
You don't know how to spin a block, huh
Twin gon' show you, huh (Twin, twin)
I done made some racks, huh, just off Pro Tools
[Verse 2]
Damn, last year, I was just stuck working a pro tool, huh (Yeah, I was)
I be on that shit, but I play it so cool (Bitch)
I don't like no nice ho, like, my bitch so rude (She rude)
When I walk in the B&B, that bitch a showroom (Bitch, room)
Fuck a gun store, sticky fingers, I take a Glock (Like give me that)
What you run for? I got switch for all the opps (Brrt, brrt)
This ain't jingle, but I can knock off a nigga block (This ain't jingle)
Justin Bieber, I'm a rapper, fuck a white ho like a popstar, just like a popstar
They don't want shots (Blatt, blatt)
[Chorus]
That's how it's gotta go, that's how it gotta be (Yeah, yeah, mm)
That's how it's gotta go, that's how it gotta be (Yeah, yeah, mm)
That's how it's gotta go, huh, that's how it gotta be (Yeah, yeah, mm)
That's how it's gotta go, huh, that's how it gotta be (Mm, yeah-yeah)
You don't even know about me, huh
I don't even know you, huh (Yeah)
Hop out SRT, huh (Skrrt)
Orange like Goku, huh (Orange like Goku)
You don't know how to spin a block, huh
Twin gon' show you, huh (Twin gon' show you)
I done made some racks, huh, just off Pro Tools
[Outro]
Everybody know
Everybody know
Huh, uh-uh-uh, Apollo
Man, the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
