Lyrics How I Do - Chris Webby

How I Do

Yeah I’m floating like a butterfly
Stinging like a killer bee
Kill or be victim of a killer on a killing spree
Twister of the sticky tree
'Til he get so lifted he’s literally
Defying the theory of relativity
Been up in the lab so pass the auxilary
Master and commander, I’ll blast the artillary
Magic wand, wizardry
With a simple flick of the
Wrist, so slick
Make 'em drop it like it’s slippery
Trippy off that psilocybin, chillin', vibin'
Wavy like I’m with Poseidon when the tide’s in
They know when the kid’s arrivin' it’s dinner time
And I’m hungry so those chicken thighs and
Sweet potato fries on you plate are freaking mine when
I be coming through
That’s just how I do
You should know this shit ain’t nothing new
Christian W getting multiple W’s
Sitting on the top and I love the view
So I’m saying
I got nothing to prove
At the top and I’m loving the view
Comfortable
Baby that’s just how I do
Chase cheddar and that feta and bleu
Rappin' better than you
Baby that’s just how I do
Lowkey no one’s doper than he
Roll trees, blowing smoke in the breeze
But that’s just me
One, two, I’m just setting the mood
Clever and smooth
Coming through
Baby that’s just how I do
Never gave a fuck how they were viewing me, truthfully
I just get my groove with unusual ingenuity
Made it through attempted mutinies and heavy scrutiny
Put the points on the board, baby, charcuterie
Webby going sick a lot
Get a penicillin shot
Corona Virus that’s mixed with a little Chicken Pox
And they can’t keep up with the massive amount of shit I drop
I’ma need a bigger litter box
And they listen 'cause the shit is hot
I went from stuck in the basement
To the top floor suite, and it’s fucking amazing
And I love it, so fuck a vacation
Shit, all I do is rap, like I specialize in mummification
I Brendan Fraser, the scholarship, every statement
Is laden with information they paved for my dissertation
A creation of heavy recreational medication
With a Chemically Imbalanced reputation
I’m saying
I got nothing to prove
At the top and I’m loving the view
Comfortable
Baby that’s just how I do
Chase cheddar and that feta and bleu
Rappin' better than you
Baby that’s just how I do
Lowkey no one’s doper than he
Roll trees, blowing smoke in the breeze
But that’s just me
One, two, I’m just setting the mood
Clever and smooth
Coming through
Baby that’s just how I do
Baby that’s just how I do
Baby that’s just how I do
Baby that’s just how I do
Baby that’s just how I do
Baby that’s just how I do
Baby that’s just how I do