That's the way it go
That's the way it go, uhh, uhh
That's the way it go (Yeah, yeah), that's the way it go
(Talk to 'em)

I heard that he dead, that he died, that's how it go
Hop in the SRT, GLE pushstart, that's how it go
I heard he a fed, he a rat, yeah that's yo bro (Bow)
What's that on yo feet?
That's Givenchy on my toe (Phew)
I done made a bag (Phew) and I ain't leave the room (Phew)
I done got too geeked (Phew), I'm on the moon, I'm on the moon
(Phew, I'm geeked)
I don't really give a fuck what you talm 'bout (Phew) I let it off
(Du du du du)
All this money coming in by the tens, yеah you killers went soft
I just need thesе Benjamin's, don't need friends, not at all (Skrr)
I just get it in, fuck that bitch an her friends, yeah (Yeahh)
Fuckin' this bitch with my chains on
Smart bitch gettin' her brains on
(Yeah) I make money all damn day long
Smokin' an opp in a bong
My money sexy, wearin' a thong
Smoke out the pound, Cheech & Chong
Don't care 'bout ya sound, don't wanna hear ya song (Hahaha)
I make big boy bread, it's on
Sending death threats, you get domed
I know some killers, they shippin' them chickens
Hang 'round with killers, we countin' them shillings
Ice on my neck an It's chilling
I get geeked, I'm on the ceiling
I got sons, this legacy I'm building
I get geeked I'm on top of the building
Fuck the world, bitch fuck yo feelings, feelings
They ask me what I'm doing, what I'm doing I can't answer them
They don't fuck with the boy, they don't fuck with the swag
They abandoned him
That's it go, that's it go
Okay, we make money all day long
We get high, we get gone
Off these percies I'm on the moon
Smoke this pound, I ain't leave the room