
How You Did It PG RA (Ft. Jackboy)
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[Intro]
Oh lord, Jetson made another one
[Chorus: PG RA]
Pop a lot of shit, I'm fuckin' bad bitches
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain’t fuckin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, fuck a nigga
Oh, now they on my dick, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain’t fuckin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, fuck a nigga
[Verse 1: PG RA]
I done fucked around and came up, now they on my dick
I just had to change my lane, I switched my status, went legit
Quit that cappin', that ain't it, I'm out in Bali wit' your bitch
She bad as fuck but I ain't hit it, I just let her eat the dick
She keep the nut, don't do no spittin'
And she know I'm lovin' it, ain't wanna fuck, my brother hit
And please don't touch me when you finish
I got racks all in these skinnies
Thought my dank was stank at Bennies
I can't save it, bitch, I'm spendin'
I catch flights, I don't catch feelings
Paper comin', I need plenty
Had 'em racks stacked to the ceiling
She got a fat cat, let me feel it
I'm like a Hellcat, you a Hemi
Drivin' fast, 'bout to crash, while I'm cruisin' doin' the dash
Woah, don't move, I'm on yo' ass, so if I do, you better not lack
Oh lord, Jetson made another one
[Chorus: PG RA]
Pop a lot of shit, I'm fuckin' bad bitches
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain’t fuckin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, fuck a nigga
Oh, now they on my dick, "Ey, PG how you did it?"
I'm doin' buku numbers so I'm gettin' buku digits
They think they showin' love but I know they ain’t fuckin' wit' me
I got it out the mud that's why I feel like, fuck a nigga
[Verse 1: PG RA]
I done fucked around and came up, now they on my dick
I just had to change my lane, I switched my status, went legit
Quit that cappin', that ain't it, I'm out in Bali wit' your bitch
She bad as fuck but I ain't hit it, I just let her eat the dick
She keep the nut, don't do no spittin'
And she know I'm lovin' it, ain't wanna fuck, my brother hit
And please don't touch me when you finish
I got racks all in these skinnies
Thought my dank was stank at Bennies
I can't save it, bitch, I'm spendin'
I catch flights, I don't catch feelings
Paper comin', I need plenty
Had 'em racks stacked to the ceiling
She got a fat cat, let me feel it
I'm like a Hellcat, you a Hemi
Drivin' fast, 'bout to crash, while I'm cruisin' doin' the dash
Woah, don't move, I'm on yo' ass, so if I do, you better not lack
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