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How You Do That

 

How You Do That

(アルバム: Solitary Konfinement - 2019)


Oh yeah, they too mad
Too mad, ayy (KountryJay)
Go cop a new bag (Young nigga fresh out, man)
Old hundreds, yeah, they in with this new bag (It is what it is)
Oh, this a new Jag (Get out, glee)
Ayy, ayy, look, ayy

Spreading old hundreds, I done went and copped a new bag
Oh, I'm so wavy, baby, I'm talking du-rag
That nigga tryna be like me, he can't, oh nah, that's too bad
Shitting on these niggas all season, now they too mad
Pulled up that Toyota Corolla, went and copped a new Jag (Yeah)
Surfing on the highway in this foreign, this bitch too fast
Stunting on these niggas, on probation, how you do that? (Yeah)
Ayy (Ayy, look), they like, "Poody, how you do that?" (Ayy, look, okay)

Since they got questions (Say what?), oh we got answers, whole lot of answers (Yeah)
Don't fuck with niggas (Uh-uh), we leave 'em stanking (Okay), no shitty Pampers
Said he'll smoke him (Ayy), light up a blunt, it gave him cancer
Thought he was gangster, like Michael Jackson, now he a dancer (Look, look, look, okay)
He shake his ass (Say what?), he feeling nervous, look how he twitch
This Glock got titties (Ayy), I make it twerk, just like my bitch (Yeah)
We up the cannons (Okay), watch how he run, he jump the fence
The bird eye, call us bananas, like how he split (Ayy, okay)
He ain't gang, he with the opposite, no, I can't fuck with jit (No)
Stepping on whoever, don't give a fuck if they ain't a part of it (Yeah)
I only rap on stage, ain't got no time for an argument (Uh-uh)
No gay shit, but all these Glocks got dicks just like a Parliament
He told me that he wanna squash the beef, then why you started it? (Pussy)
I was thirteen, walking with rockets, on my Harden shit (Yeah)
AR-15 came with a scope, you see real far with it (Yeah)
Five-two double-O, fuck .38 'cause I'm a star with it (Ayy, look)
I double-park the coupe, big body Benz, ain't got no space (Yeah)
All we know is win, we gon' ball just like a showcase (Okay)
My niggas toting Glocks, while you walk around with homemades (Ayy)
We killed the witnesses, told them to run if they ain't got no case (Ayy, look, yeah)

Spreading old hundreds, I done went and copped a new bag
Oh, I'm so wavy, baby, I'm talking du-rag
That nigga tryna be like me, he can't, oh nah, that's too bad
Shitting on these niggas all season, now they too mad
Pulled up that Toyota Corolla, went and copped a new Jag (Yeah)
Surfing on the highway in this foreign, this bitch too fast
Stunting on these niggas, on probation, how you do that? (Yeah)
Ayy (Ayy, look), they like, "Poody, how you do that?" (Ayy, look, okay)

Say what?
Yeah, ayy, uh-uh
Okay, yeah
Ayy, gas
Look, look, look, okay

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