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How? Songtext
What up, Rocket?
Punch me in, Mark
(Keep that shit lowkey, Tae) What up, Tae?
And I′m facin' eighths
I′m off an eighth, I'm fuckin' (Rocket, you′re so full of yourself)
Hey, yeah (ShittyBoyz)
Bitch said I′m a junky 'cause I′m facing eighths and pouring fours
Goose on the sneaks and the coat, I got golden toes (Golden)
Punch god, heavyweight champ, we can go toe to toe (Punch god)
Thirty stick hangin' out, look like a totem pole
I′ll send 'em up to space, got a rocket like LaFlare (He outta there)
SB fiend, just this morning, copped another pair (Nikes)
AR family wrecking, give a fuck your brother there (Pow, pow)
Christian Loubs look like cleats, get the bag and punt it there
If I score a touchdown, I′ma go for two (Ayy)
You talking 'bout some za, but we know it's boof (Boof)
I′m cuttin′ shit at the head if I see a cobra loose
Riding 'round like the military, this how soldiers move
You won′t catch me in the club, I'm probably making money
I know the opps see these two chains, come and take ′em from me
Spilled six Os of Wockiana, left the table muddy
Life was a rainstorm, now every day be sunny (I swear)
Pape' long as hell, but I got a short temper (I swear)
Drip war, guarantee that I′ma leave the floor wetter (Drip war)
GOAT, the walking definition of them four letters
Thinking that you fly, guarantee that I got more feathers
How I take a clip full of lead and erase the block? (How?)
How I hit your bitch with no drip? I just played the Crocs (How?)
How is you a trap star? You can't even make it lock (How?)
Dropped a one in the two liter, how you taste the Wock'? (How?)
Made ten before sunrise, ain′t even eight o′clock (How the fuck?)
I'm a hundred, I′ll show you with this Franklin knot
Nike joggie wear, probably somewhere out here chasing guap
Talking 'bout I′m broke, well, that 'Wood must be laced with rocks
Almost failed all them bitches, now it′s S-Class
I'll send a bullet at him like a chest pass
If you see me, I was probably dragging Somerset bags
Playing flashy like a Globetrotter, leave a ref mad (Globetrotter)
Google Maps bugging, road runnin' off the Waze app (Waze)
Talking ′bout she got a bank account, you got the Chase app?
Remember turnin′ in the first ten jacks for eight racks (Yeah)
Life a roller coaster, young bull, you better stay strapped
How I take a clip full of lead and erase the block? (How?)
How I hit your bitch with no drip? I just played the Crocs (How?)
How is you a trap star? You can't even make it lock (How? How?)
Dropped a one in the two liter, how you taste the Wock′?
Made ten before sunrise, ain't even eight o′clock (How the hell?)
I'm a hundred, I′ll show you with this Franklin knot (I swear to God)
Nike joggie wear, probably somewhere out here chasing guap (I s— man)
Talking 'bout I'm broke, well, that ′Wood must be laced with rocks
Ayy, ShittyBoyz
You high as hell, ha
I′m high as hell though (Phew)
Talking 'bout I′m broke, must be laced with rocks (Ayy, ShittyBoyz)
Ayy, Shittyboyz
SB DSM
Phew
Punch me in, Mark
(Keep that shit lowkey, Tae) What up, Tae?
And I′m facin' eighths
I′m off an eighth, I'm fuckin' (Rocket, you′re so full of yourself)
Hey, yeah (ShittyBoyz)
Bitch said I′m a junky 'cause I′m facing eighths and pouring fours
Goose on the sneaks and the coat, I got golden toes (Golden)
Punch god, heavyweight champ, we can go toe to toe (Punch god)
Thirty stick hangin' out, look like a totem pole
I′ll send 'em up to space, got a rocket like LaFlare (He outta there)
SB fiend, just this morning, copped another pair (Nikes)
AR family wrecking, give a fuck your brother there (Pow, pow)
Christian Loubs look like cleats, get the bag and punt it there
If I score a touchdown, I′ma go for two (Ayy)
You talking 'bout some za, but we know it's boof (Boof)
I′m cuttin′ shit at the head if I see a cobra loose
Riding 'round like the military, this how soldiers move
You won′t catch me in the club, I'm probably making money
I know the opps see these two chains, come and take ′em from me
Spilled six Os of Wockiana, left the table muddy
Life was a rainstorm, now every day be sunny (I swear)
Pape' long as hell, but I got a short temper (I swear)
Drip war, guarantee that I′ma leave the floor wetter (Drip war)
GOAT, the walking definition of them four letters
Thinking that you fly, guarantee that I got more feathers
How I take a clip full of lead and erase the block? (How?)
How I hit your bitch with no drip? I just played the Crocs (How?)
How is you a trap star? You can't even make it lock (How?)
Dropped a one in the two liter, how you taste the Wock'? (How?)
Made ten before sunrise, ain′t even eight o′clock (How the fuck?)
I'm a hundred, I′ll show you with this Franklin knot
Nike joggie wear, probably somewhere out here chasing guap
Talking 'bout I′m broke, well, that 'Wood must be laced with rocks
Almost failed all them bitches, now it′s S-Class
I'll send a bullet at him like a chest pass
If you see me, I was probably dragging Somerset bags
Playing flashy like a Globetrotter, leave a ref mad (Globetrotter)
Google Maps bugging, road runnin' off the Waze app (Waze)
Talking ′bout she got a bank account, you got the Chase app?
Remember turnin′ in the first ten jacks for eight racks (Yeah)
Life a roller coaster, young bull, you better stay strapped
How I take a clip full of lead and erase the block? (How?)
How I hit your bitch with no drip? I just played the Crocs (How?)
How is you a trap star? You can't even make it lock (How? How?)
Dropped a one in the two liter, how you taste the Wock′?
Made ten before sunrise, ain't even eight o′clock (How the hell?)
I'm a hundred, I′ll show you with this Franklin knot (I swear to God)
Nike joggie wear, probably somewhere out here chasing guap (I s— man)
Talking 'bout I'm broke, well, that ′Wood must be laced with rocks
Ayy, ShittyBoyz
You high as hell, ha
I′m high as hell though (Phew)
Talking 'bout I′m broke, must be laced with rocks (Ayy, ShittyBoyz)
Ayy, Shittyboyz
SB DSM
Phew
Writer(s): James Iv, Rocket Laflare, Tae Honcho Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
