"How It Be" lyrics

Uhh, Ayy, ayy
I don't fuck with niggas, that's just how it be
Yopp stick in my pants, fresh white tee
Nigga's ain't even my blood boy you type B
Hoochie treat me like lunch, she the type eat

I put a bitch in Pucci, she a hypebeast
She say I'm a 10, only problem, I'm a Pisces
I don't really see no nigga like me
They ain't even turnt, they just getting fly to spite me
I don't fuck with niggas, that's just how it go
Know they aimin' for the spot, tryna swap the lo
I was tryna save it, she like come and ghost
Hit the pad, dive in, Geronimo

I know she the one, she get fly just like me
Yopp stick on a nigga waist, fresh white tee
I know she the one, she get fly just like me
Yopp stick on a nigga waist, fresh white tee

You ain't ever met a nigga that'll put you on
When you see me on the play, kiss me through the phone
I be sorry for the wait, but it keep me closer
So when you see me, give me face, I don't want no closure
I don't fuck with lames, that's just how it is
Baby ass nigga, go and buy a bib
She done spin the block 'til she find the crib
She said she don't babysit, but she swallow kids

I know she the one, she get fly just like me
Yopp stick on a nigga waist, fresh white tee
I know she the one, she get fly just like me
Yopp stick on a nigga waist, fresh white tee