Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just How It Is, artist - Young Thug. Album song So Much Fun, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Atlantic
Song language: English
Just How It Is |
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo |
Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew |
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin' |
I done did the jackin', now I’m full rappin' |
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch |
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick |
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is |
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit |
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, 'cause I’m rich |
I got cars galore, lil' bitch, 'cause I’m rich |
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich |
I don’t care nothin' 'bout no cop, I’m tellin' you just how it is |
Put it in a Uber, send it to a shooter |
Ask me how they do it, kickin' shit, Ryu, Ken |
Put it in a cab, send it to a Arab |
Hit 'em with the MAC now, now his whole body scabbed |
Cash on delivery (Ayy) |
G.O.A.T. |
talk of the century (Oh) |
No time for gibberish, all the critics hearin' this |
All the bitches lipstick, and her pussy slippery |
I can call a troop, go by the name of Duke |
Kidnap a kangaroo, I can send a moose (Woo) |
Niggas stole a chain, but I ain’t worried, fool |
I’ma keep on spinnin' 'til they tell me who |
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo |
Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew |
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin' |
I done did the jackin', now I’m full rappin' |
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch |
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick |
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is |
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit |
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, 'cause I’m rich |
I got cars galore, lil' bitch, 'cause I’m rich |
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich |
I don’t care nothin' 'bout no cop, I’m tellin' you just how it is |
I don’t gotta throw you shit like Kaepernick, nah |
I got seven bitches with me, Kaepernick |
Yeah, R.I.P. |
Nipsey, I can tell you how to get rich |
I can tell you how to die or how to live in this bitch |
I can tell you how to talk the most impeccable shit |
I can show you how to walk like you got decimals, bitch |
Show you how I can get the top from all the top ten bitches |
I got white Adderalls and I have amoxicillin |
I got lights on, baby, I got moths in this bitch |
No fly zone, caught you like you’re Moss in this bitch |
Growin' tycoon and I took some losses, you bitch |
I’m a boss, but I don’t like to take a loss in this bitch (Wheezy outta here) |
Such a player but I cake and cuddle all of my bitches |
I got layers, I got millions, I got all type of buildings |
Fuck around and air the pussy nigga out like linen |
Last nigga tried me almost got popped in Lenox |
Ask the cops, ask the detectives, they know all the business |
Ask the cops and the detectives, all the jurisdictions |
Ask the kids at school who ambition all the missions |
Gave the lawyer close to two mil', he handle all the killings |
I don’t know and I don’t wanna know who 'flaged Bentleys |
I don’t know what’s goin' with bro, I think they all spillin' |
We don’t speak 'bout shit on wax, it’s all mob business |
We known to kill the biggest cats of all kitties |
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo |
Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew |
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin' |
I done did the jackin', now I’m full rappin' |
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch |
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick |
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is |
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit |
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, 'cause I’m rich |
I got cars galore, lil' bitch, 'cause I’m rich |
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich |
I don’t care nothin' 'bout no cop, I’m tellin' you just how it is |