"How TF" lyrics

How the fuck, did I just spend one-fifty on a Benz? (Shit)
How the fuck, did I spin your block and you let me spin again? (Skeet)
How the fuck, did I just meet her and then I fucked her friend? (Huh)
How the fuck, did I run up all the M's from a pan?
How the fuck? (Hey, how the fuck?)
How the fuck? (How the fuck?)
How the fuck? (Hey, how the fuck?)
How the fuck? (How the fuck?)
How the fuck? (Uh-ha)
How the fuck? (Hey, how the fuck?)
How the fuck? (Come on)
How the fuck? (Come on)

How the fuck I make it out of them trenches, I ain't ever dissed a rapper? (Huh?)
Don't mention my name in none of your songs, I'll fuck around and switch a rapper (Switch)
Shout out Boss Vette
I want my bitch move just like that (Like that)
I want my bitch move just like her (Like her)
I fell in love when I heard, Snatched, uh (I fell in love)
How the fuck I make it rappin'? I was just thuggin', I ain't have shit (Shit)
Switched that semi-auto to a fully, that bitch start twitchin', we call it a glitch (We call it glitchin', glitchin')
Please, don't ever put my name in none of your mentions (None of your mentions), huh
Pretty bitch and she snatch souls, I had to tell her, "Get back though" (Get back)
Opp say he dropped shit, them boys be wack as shit in they raps though (They cap)

How the fuck, did I just spend one-fifty on a Benz? (Shit)
How the fuck, did I spin your block and you let me spin again? (Skeet)
How the fuck, did I just meet her and then I fucked her friend? (Huh?)
How the fuck, did I run up all the M's from a pan?
How the fuck?
How the fuck? How the fuck? How the fuck? (Ooh-ooh)
How the fuck? How the fuck? How the fuck? (Yeah-yeah)
How the fuck? I don't know, how the fuck? (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, ayy, Big Vette

Talking 'bout money, these niggas be cap (Ooh)
Everything real on my body, that's facts (On God)
Ran up some commas, shout out my designer, I'm shittin' on bitches all over the map (Yeah)
I can't fake kick it for industry look (At all)
My presence got these made up bitches shook (Fuck 'em)
I came up from nothing, I used to be bumming, I'm having my way, bitch, it's all or it's nothing
I copped me a foreign, now I got some bragging rights (Woo, yeah)
Cut that nigga off, he ain't acting right
I don't stand in line on a private flight (At all)
I can't come for free, gotta pay the price (Pay)
Nobody knew all them chances I took (On God)
I'm really talented who overlooked (Who? Who?)
True to this shit, I ain't never been rooked (At all)
I copped me a chain to turn up my look (Yeah)
Shout out my label, they know I'm a monster (Ayy)
Coldest bitch out of my city and roster (Ayy)
Birthing these bitches, they stealing my flow and my style
Goddamn, these bitches imposters
Don't spin the block when you see that I'm up (The fuck?)
Keeping a list of these bitches, it's fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Hustling backwards, you niggas are dumb (Yeah)
I got a question

How the fuck, did I just spend one-fifty on a Benz? (Shit)
How the fuck, did I spin your block and you let me spin again? (Skeet)
How the fuck, did I just meet her and then I fucked her friend? (Huh?)
How the fuck, did I run up all the M's from a pan?
How the fuck? (Hey, how the fuck?)
How the fuck? How the fuck? How the fuck? (Hey, how the fuck?)
How the fuck? How the fuck? How the fuck? (Yeah-yeah)
How the fuck? I don't know, how the fuck? (Come on, yeah, yeah)
How the fuck? (Come on, hey, on God)