You Know How It Go (How It Go: Feed The Streets edition)

[Intro]

You know how it go

[Chorus]

You know how it go, ayy

Baby, you know how it go, ayy, ayy

I'm doin' shows on the road, ayy

Gettin' dough, girl, you know how it go, ayy

Fuckin' hoes, girl, you know how it go, ayy

Countin' rolls, girl, you know how it go

I got my pole, girl, you know how it go

I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go

[Verse 1]

Ayy, I be countin' stacks, smokin' Thrax on the road

After she give me neck, break the back on your ho

I ain't with that cappin', put a cap in your skull

I know it's usually Tray Savage, but I got this MAC to your skull, ayy

Give my thirty to Tadoe

Bullets fly like birdies, so lay low

Like Friends, niggas actin', so it's me and bankroll

I am pistol packin' and I know it, I don't need to say so

Smoking' loud pack for my problems

But I got a MAC that'll solve them

I tote thirties, no revolver

Aim at your medulla like, "Now what?"

Kush got me brain damaged, smokin' all this sour

And I got my cowboys for all these cowards

He say he a clout boy, then fuckin' cloud them

Fuckin' with my racks, boy, buckshots gon' find him

He say he a clout boy, then fuckin' cloud thеm

Fuckin' with my racks, boy, buckshots gon' find him

[Chorus]

You know how it go, ayy

Baby, you know how it go, ayy, ayy

I'm doin' shows on the road, ayy

Gettin' dough, girl, you know how it go, ayy

Fuckin' hoes, girl, you know how it go, ayy

Countin' rolls, girl, you know how it go

I got my polе, girl, you know how it go

I can't trust a soul, girl, you know how it go

[Verse 2]

I ain't with the actin', but I got 'xtended clips

Flexin' like you 'bout it, but your chest can get ripped, ayy

He think he titanic, put a gat to your ship

Pistol got me vibrating, fuck a nigga in here

Only thing I know, I ain't scared of lions or big bears

Only thing I know, better stop worrying 'bout mines and get theirs

But that's how it go when you at the top looking at the

Bottom of the world like, "Damn I used to be there"

I ain't with that opp shit or that cop shit

But I am with the Glo Gang, we get the guap quick

All these niggas up in they feelings

Smokin' loud pack, I can't hear my feelings

All a nigga want is some billions

But I'm smokin' loud pack while I spend my millions

No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga

No, I don't know nothin', no, I didn't did it

No MC Hammer, bitch, I'm Sosa Jigga

No, I don't know nothin', no, I didn't did it