Testo How it go - Yeat
Testo della canzone How it go (Yeat), tratta dall'album AftërLyfe
Woah, you was tryna take my spot, that's not how it go
All my diamonds flawless, we on live before the show
I just like to stack up these knots, look how it go
Riding in a Cayenne with the blick (Yeah), that how it pole (Woo)
Vroom-vroom-vroom-room, vroom, I heard it roar
I heard that he died, heard he dead, that's how it roll (Woo)
They heard that I'm flying private jets, I know they broke (Woo)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha, bitch, your ass a troll
We don't take life slow, we go god speed (Yeah)
They ask how you know?
I'm with them gods B (Yeah)
Yeah, I keep stackin' bills like I'm Cosby (Yeah)
You said you tryna feel, this gon' cross me
Yeah it cost me two million in cash, I'm flossy
Yeah, I'm bossy, I got fifty million cash, come and cuss me (Yeah)
We made pussy do the dash, if he talk to me (We on the move)
No, no, I don't smoke no gas, I need perky please (Ooh)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How you geek? Bitch, I'm super geeked (I'm super geeked)
Yeah, that Rolls Royce sent me up, bitch, yeah
They on they knees (They on they knees)
Yeah, and they beggin' please, bitch
I'm ridin' in the Bentley with the leather seats (Woah)
Yeah, they said that they're fresh, but they dress like me
Yeah, I know I been like this since I was 17
Woah, you was tryna take my spot, that's not how it go
All my diamonds flawless, we on live before the show
I just like to stack up these knots, look how it go
Riding in a Cayenne with the blick (Yeah), that how it pole (Woo)
Vroom-vroom-vroom-room, vroom, I heard it roar
I heard that he died, heard he dead, that's how it roll (Woo)
They heard that I'm flying private jets, I know they broke (Woo)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha, bitch, your ass a troll
I need you to throw it down with major channel flow
I just need to go, I just need a mob with the bag with the pole
Stayin', not even followin' my hoe (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, ridin' in the Tonka, got the, yeah
Yeah, heard 'em got a wacked, got 'em wacked
And I heard that they won't play, they won't give game
All my diamonds extra big, them bitch won't taint
Ask me what's at stake?
I told 'em flank
Yeah, I been makin' money, move your head 'fore it get stained
Woah, you was tryna take my spot, that's not how it go
All my diamonds flawless, we on live before the show
I just like to stack up these knots, look how it go
Riding in a Cayenne with the blick (Yeah), that how it pole (Woo)
Vroom-vroom-vroom-room, vroom, I heard it roar
I heard that he died, heard he dead, that's how it roll (Woo)
They heard that I'm flying private jets, I know they broke (Woo)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha, bitch, your ass a troll
We don't take life slow, we go god speed (Yeah)
Your ass already know I'm where them gods be (Yeah)
Yeah, I keep stackin' bills like I'm Cosby (Yeah)
You said you tryna feel, this gon' cross me
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
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Writer(s): Pablo Alberto Sanchez, Noah Olivier Smith, Nicolo Castrichin
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