how tf? - cosantana lyrics
[intro]
(shut the f*ck up!)
(cullen, cullen)
[chorus]
yeah, how the f*ck did he not see it coming? (how the f*ck did he)
yeah, i just pulled up and that boy start running
yeah, me and all of my n*ggas been on it (me and all of my n*ggas)
i’m still up in neimans and she want an birkin
i’m like b*tch show me you want it (show me you want)
this ain’t no regular car, this sh*t here worth some bands
walked in, a couple of hunnids
walking around in yo’ b*tch house (walkin’ around)
i hit her one then i kick out (yeah)
walkin’ around with my* (yeah*yeah*yeah)
walkin’ around with my stick out (walkin’ around with my*)
honestly, i am not going back and forth with n*ggas that not havin’ motion (n*ggas that not havin’ motion)
i got protection on me, everywhere that i go
like a [?], b*tch stay on my trojan
[verse]
[?], b*tch i stay with my shooters
looking for opps like a f*ckin’ rеcruiter
you a f*ck up, boy you a blooper
you ain’t winning, n*gga you a looser (yеah)
i put that sh*t in my up just like coopa
she want me to f*ck her, i ain’t finna do it (h*ll nah)
al b*tch, everybody boo her
gotta sh*t on these n*ggas, maneuver
how you finna tell me what to do? (how)
when i barely listen to my momma (all day)
knowing i don’t got the time to beef with these n*ggas, i’m better off worry ‘bout commas (worry ‘bout commas)
why would you go put that sh*t on to impress her anyway, when i can go f*ck her in pajamas? (in pajamas)
why would i go out of my way to take her to la, when i can go take her to bahamas (to the bahamas)
and i’m like f*ck all that drama n*gga (f*ck it)
oh, that’s yo’ b*tch? okay i’ma hit her (yeah)
talk on the net, get the get back (get back)
n*gga, i heard you ain’t get yo’ sh*t back (ain’t get yo’ sh*t back)
i walk with a new .30 clip man
he mad, ‘cause i stared at his b*tch ass
turn him into a f*ckin’ sh*tbag
i got some racks in a big bag (hah)
tryna store racks inside my momma purse
you ain’t a gangster, n*gga you from houston (woah)
okay, f*ck it put him in a he*rs*
he think he a star? we shoot him ‘til he burst (woah)
i’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout going to church
but it’s kinda hard, ‘cause i know n*ggas lurk (yeah)
i’m like f*ck it hit him where it hurt
he by the dresser, put him on a shirt (put him on a shirt)
he wanna fly, we send him with the birds (brrr)
she wanna f*ck with me ‘cause of my verse
pray for the best, but prepare for the worst (for the worst)
think i just met her, she said she a nurse (she a nurse)
i was just taught to get it how you live it
so i had my shooters pull out, honda civic
she a bad ho, she terrific
told her to get on her knees and she l!ck it (okay)
no, i don’t f*ck with these hoes, they be trickin’
she like why the f*ck am i tired, i’m sippin’ (on god)
wasn’t f*cking with school, i was skipping
i just hop on the beat, i was dippin’ (hop on the beat, i was dippin’)
so much blue shirts on me but i’m not crippin’
said she not f*cking with me, oh nah trippin’
she be shaking her ass like we tippin’
yeah all of my brodies told me i was gifted
[chorus]
yeah, how the f*ck did he not see it coming? (how the f*ck did he)
yeah, i just pulled up and that boy start running
yeah, me and all of my n*ggas been on it (me and all of my n*ggas)
i’m still up in neimans and she want an birkin
i’m like b*tch show me you want it (show me you want)
this ain’t no regular car, this sh*t here worth some bands
walked in, a couple of hunnids
walking around in yo’ b*tch house (walkin’ around)
i hit her one then i kick out (yeah)
walkin’ around with my* (yeah*yeah*yeah)
walkin’ around with my stick out (walkin’ around with my*)
honestly, i am not going back and forth with n*ggas that not havin’ motion (n*ggas that not havin’ motion)
i got protection on me, everywhere that i go
like a [?], b*tch stay on my trojan (stay on my*)
yeah, how the f*ck did he not see it coming? (how the f*ck did he)
yeah, i just pulled up and that boy start running
yeah, me and all of my n*ggas been on it (me and all of my n*ggas)
i’m still up in neimans and she want an birkin
i’m like b*tch show me you want it (show me you want)
this ain’t no regular car, this sh*t here worth some bands
walked in, a couple of hunnids
walking around in yo’ b*tch house (walkin’ around)
i hit her one then i kick out (yeah)
walkin’ around with my* (yeah*yeah*yeah)
walkin’ around with my stick out (walkin’ around with my*)
honestly, i am not going back and forth with n*ggas that not havin’ motion (n*ggas that not havin’ motion)
i got protection on me, everywhere that i go
like a [?], b*tch stay on my trojan (stay on my*)
[outro]
(like a [vault?])
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