How It Is lyrics

[Intro]
(*coughs*)
Gianni Lee

[Verse 1]
It's Chris f*ckin' Travis, ho, you know who it is
Them magnums in my pocket, I ain't tryna have no kids
And f*ck the underground, b*tch, I'm tryna do it big
And I keep on repeatin', this gon' be my last cig
But f*ck it man, a n*gga straight, I'm tryna get this paper
And if you ain't with me, I'ma see you fools later
There's plenty b*tches on my di*k, but I do not save 'em
Yo main b*tch watchin', I can tell she wanna say somethin'
I got these hoes up in my crib, and yeah, they gettin' trippy
I throw they ass some drugs
And then they flashin' they titties
And this that thrown sh*t, so all my n*ggas vibe with me
And f*ck all them feelings, ho, come get high with me

[Chorus]
n*ggas can't f*ck with me, and that's how it is (Uh-uh)
And I don't f*ck with n*ggas, and that's just what it is
And b*tches want the di*k, but a n*gga 'bout his biz
And I ain't tryna f*ck unless you tryna bring yo friends (Uh-huh)
n*ggas can't f*ck with me, and that's how it is
And I don't f*ck with n*ggas, and that's just what it is
And b*tches want the di*k, but a n*gga 'bout his biz
And I ain't tryna f*ck unless you tryna bring yo friends
[Verse 2]
I got that lean in my cup, y'all n*ggas know what's up
And quit all that talkin', 'cause I don't give no f*cks
And that's just how it is when you ride with me
I call yo main b*tch over, and let her ride for free
And yeah, all my n*ggas down 'cause they gon' slide for free
And I ain't gotta pay my n*ggas, what the f*ck is a fee?
But I ain't stuntin' y'all n*ggas, I'ma burn my tree
And let yo b*tch get wet when she listen to me
She say describe who she is, I say a sl*t and a freak
Got my di*k all out, while I'm smackin' her cheeks
And yeah, that mouth wide open, she don't use no teeth
And when she see a real n*gga, she gon' always speak
And yeah, I got that prometh', but my sh*t from the streets
And when the n*gga get sick, I hit up the pharmacy
And yeah, I took yo' little ho, 'cause she was feelin' the G
And shoutout to my old b*tches, I know they missin' me
Huh

[Chorus]
n*ggas can't f*ck with me, and that's how it is
And I don't f*ck with n*ggas, and that's just what it is (Okay)
And b*tches want the di*k, but a n*gga 'bout his biz
And I ain't tryna f*ck unless you tryna bring yo friends
(Dumb b*tch)
n*ggas can't f*ck with me, and that's how it is
And I don't f*ck with n*ggas, and that's just what it is
And b*tches want the di*k, but a n*gga 'bout his biz
And I ain't tryna f*ck unless you tryna bring yo friends
(Dumb b*tch)