How Tf? Lyrics

Im a rapper this shit like a sport

Im a fat nigga but I don't do pork

BB Simon to hold up my jorts

Ain't have no pops had to hold down the fort

I'm on fort

I don't smoke no Newports

SRT driving equipped wit the torque

I'm out Vegas

With fashion at court

Twelve pulled me over

Thank god I was short

Short of the lean and the beans

I be making a scene

Fighting demons in motherfucking dreams

Bad bitches they come in my section

Like KB wassup when you gon get between

She like pulling my dreads

She be drying me out

Need a bottle of spritz oil sheen

My money was dirty

When I started rapping that's when I turned all that shit clean

Level up on the niggas that counted you out

Level up on the hoes that was flexing

Some call it cocky

Well I call it finding yo purpose and make it a blesssing

I just spilled me some ranch on my shirt

I was mad as a bitch cus I thought I was dressing

She call it sneaky link how the fuck we being sneaky if we always texting

Level up on the niggas that counted you out

Level up on the hoes that was flexing

Some call it cocky

Well I call it finding yo purpose and make it a blesssing

I just spilled me some ranch on my shirt

I was mad as a bitch cus I thought I was dressing

She call it sneaky link how the fuck we being sneaky if we always texting

How the fuck

(how the fuck)

How the fuck you always do it

My mom was telling me go get a job but I told her my job was the music

These niggas stuck in a box

And the stay switching up

Ima call them lil rubik's

She got that ass

She a cutie

I'm stuck in my past

She a beauty

She got that booty

lil rooty

I heard she got cooties

And she got that ooey

La gooey

She from Laguna

I took her to NOBU

She rocking my boat like a buoy

My baby so smart

She be thinking ahead

Give me brain

And we had us a stewie

We on rodeo

We walking shit down

She got jeans on her ass and they Louis

Level up on the niggas that counted you out

Level up on the hoes that was flexing

Some call it cocky

Well I call it finding yo purpose and make it a blesssing

I just spilled me some ranch on my shirt

I was mad as a bitch cus I thought I was dressing

She call it sneaky link how the fuck we being sneaky if we always texting

How the fuck

For real

Let's go

How the fuck