How It Go - Fredo Bang
Lyrics by：Fredrick Givens/Norman Payne/Jackie Plant Jr.
Composed by：Fredrick Givens/Norman Payne/Jackie Plant Jr.
Gon' stop touch
No no buddy and
It's gon' be you and me
Ain't that DJ chose over there
What it is
Ooh that's a hardbody beat
Speaking on my name better keep that iron with you
They say they down to ride but ask
Them if they dying with you
My partner died your partner died
You just don't post your n***a
I call a play youngin' gon' blitz
I'm tryna coach that n***a
Toast a n***a soul with this
Draco you know it's f**king real
Catch a n***a lacking hit his
Stomach I think I snapped a rib
Walking line on papers people
Watching but I'm thuggin' still
Your partner died the price up on
His head you know I paid the bill
Simping like he got it on the low f**k the price tag
Five just hit my phone like
You a pit you better bite back
Osama say f**k all them b***h a*s n***as
That can't never get they dawg back
Go and get a runner
I just zipped 'em through my cashapp
Killers in your bushes tryna
See what all that beef 'bout
Catch him in the driveway
And get the chance to leave out
Swerving in the rental
Tryna make today his last dawg
Hit him with that pool
Play how it go take a n***a soul
Killers in your bushes tryna
See what all that beef 'bout
Catch him in the driveway
And get the chance to leave out
Swerving in the rental
Tryna make today his last dawg
Hit him with that pool
Play how it go take a n***a soul
Million dollars off a
Tape but still'll pop n***a
Ain't s**t changed I'm stilla stay
I'm hollering free lil bop n***a
Stood up like a man up in the
Can and they can vouch n***a
Share the set with plently opps
And all them used to f**k with me
B***h you know I'm really G
R I P my n***a gee
N***as hating bad they
Doing sad they want my energy
P***y run up stupid do him bad empty the magazine
Draco hit that a*s he get to
Singing like he playing a beat
I'm just tryna be at peace
Tryna sell my life on beats
I promise I ain't lying dawg
I'm tryna put that iron down
My bank account sittin' swole might
Spend it all just on bodies
Piss me off and I see red put that
Bag up on your motherf**king head
Killers in your bushes
Tryna see what all that beef 'bout
Catch him in the driveway
And get the chance to leave out
Swerving in the rental tryna make today his last dawg
Hit him with that pool
Play how it go take a n***a soul
Killers in your bushes tryna
See what all that beef 'bout
Catch him in the driveway
And get the chance to leave out
Swerving in the rental
Tryna make today his last dawg
Hit him with that pool
Play how it go take a n***a soul
My bank account sittin' swole might
Spend it all just on bodies
Piss me off and I see red put that
Bag up on your motherf**king head
Ain't that DJ chose over there
Ooh that's a hardbody beat
