
How It Is (Pt. 2) Duvy (Ft. LB Spiffy & Mar Guwop)
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[Intro: Duvy]
Yeah, yeah
This shit off the top, man
Like every other track
(Money Musik)
[Chorus: Duvy]
Yeah, droppin' codeine in my drink hopin' I heal proper
Brodie a slime, yeah, he wipe your nose, proper
And for the right price, I swear we gon' do it, partner
Guwee in the cut, he told me, "Brodie, yeah, it's straight slaughter"
Front page, I'm juggin', man, I swear I had no money
Had to grind to stack, I did
For the times I hurt my mama, she was pissed
I ain't tryna eat, I take my codeine from thе fridge
[Verse 1: Duvy]
Yeah, brodie out, sеventeen nights, like a light post
When I up this stick, my mind say, "Just blow"
Brodie brought me on that drill, I ain't wanna go home
They wonder who we smokin'
A whole lotta dead guys in my eyes
Seen the real turn fake, it didn't feel right
I know DP gon' up that pole, like shoot for me
You wanna see that nigga? Turn that glizzy straight fully
Bro shoot at cops, it's Grand Theft Auto
Feels better when the stick is fully auto
Had to switch the way I move, see, I don't go home, nah
How you love me and you hatin'?
This how it is, I'm screamin', "Fuck 'em"
Yeah, yeah
This shit off the top, man
Like every other track
(Money Musik)
[Chorus: Duvy]
Yeah, droppin' codeine in my drink hopin' I heal proper
Brodie a slime, yeah, he wipe your nose, proper
And for the right price, I swear we gon' do it, partner
Guwee in the cut, he told me, "Brodie, yeah, it's straight slaughter"
Front page, I'm juggin', man, I swear I had no money
Had to grind to stack, I did
For the times I hurt my mama, she was pissed
I ain't tryna eat, I take my codeine from thе fridge
[Verse 1: Duvy]
Yeah, brodie out, sеventeen nights, like a light post
When I up this stick, my mind say, "Just blow"
Brodie brought me on that drill, I ain't wanna go home
They wonder who we smokin'
A whole lotta dead guys in my eyes
Seen the real turn fake, it didn't feel right
I know DP gon' up that pole, like shoot for me
You wanna see that nigga? Turn that glizzy straight fully
Bro shoot at cops, it's Grand Theft Auto
Feels better when the stick is fully auto
Had to switch the way I move, see, I don't go home, nah
How you love me and you hatin'?
This how it is, I'm screamin', "Fuck 'em"
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