HOW U DID IT Lyrics

Shit a nigga making deposits every day ya heard me

Having shit

Motion

Ya heard me

I'm bout to fuck around and start a dance for these hating ass niggas bruh

Next time i see a nigga mugging i'm a have to hit him with this one

Getting money yeah all that

Fuck a job fuck a call back

If she my bitch i don't fall back

If she my bitch she get all bags

I be off them things that shit there got me vibrating

Put the pussy on speed dial that shit was goddam life saving

I just stepped up in this bitch my fit getting me bonus points

You niggas be going bad that bitch you with she is not a joint

You disappointing me y'all niggas giving the hoes wife shit

All i see is moissanite y'all boys could have this ice shit

Twin turbo niggas playing midnight club real life shit

Never been fake never been a snake thats why my life lit

Pillow talking niggas i don't wanna call no truce

Down south nigga got the chevy same color grape juice

Don't check me check your bitch

ARP and it got a switch

Money calling my palm itch

My bitch just hit me with wrong bitch

I keep losing count

Swear to god dog i was just broke

Jumped up off that porch nigga my mama aint raise no hoe

Residual income she cant come unless her friend come

From a hood I wasn't supposed to make it out how the fuck I'm eating dim sum

I ran up a check and then some

I ran up a check and then some

Residual income she cant come unless her friend come

From a hood I wasn't supposed to make it out how the fuck I'm eating dim sum

I ran up a check and then some

How you did it gang

I ran up a check and then some

How you did it gang

Poured up and i'm sticked up that slime shit get your bitch fucked

i'm a thug you a kiss up

Got your bitch wanna twist up

I be coming with straight A's these niggas mugging guess they wanna trade

Probably could have got straight A's but i stopped trying in the 3rd grade

I don't care if that bitch stay I got 5 hoes fuck a upgrade

Nigga i could get a bum paid

Nigga i could get a slut paid

Coupe got the whole boost gauge with the intakes and the downpipes

Hit a pussy with a hipshot I don't even aim down sights

I can make a banger A capella

Take a 8 and make her Cinderella

Mob nigga i'm a good fella

Them boys jealous tell them get better

Smith & Wesson chilling in my sweater

Shoot a cop then I call Lester

Love the drugs nigga where the testers

Catch a opp hit him with a vector

Run up a sack

We got them boats like Cody and Zach

Kenan and Kel bitch i'm all that

No tom and jerry don't fuck with no rats

I just blowing that ganja

Middle finger to your honor

Niggas addicted to drama

Only thing i'm worried bout is a comma you heard me

Residual income she cant come unless her friend come

From a hood I wasn't supposed to make it out how the fuck I'm eating dim sum

I ran up a check and then some

I ran up a check and then some

Residual income she cant come unless her friend come

From a hood I wasn't supposed to make it out how the fuck I'm eating dim sum

I ran up a check and then some

How you did it gang

I ran up a check and then some

How you did it gang