The Way It Goes (feat. Planet VI)

East side ‘til I die ho, fuck you to my rivals

Holy bible, assault, rifle

I’m high as hell like micheal

Jackson on propofol, tylenol, howdy y’all?

Hatin’ niggas I'm ridin’ off

In a spaceship on gold d's

I freebased then od’d then I wake up in the er

Why am I such a retard?

Your girlfriend such a sweetheart

She gave me head in a cheap car

In the back seat, we are not alike

I’m a monster with a gun sir in a trench coat

Say one word to me wrong, then

It’s click-clack, pow-pow, 6 feet under

Yup, put a little coke in my nose

Okay, I wanna fuck marilyn monroe

If I can’t get the pussy I’ll be satistfied if she

Let me put my dick on the side of her toes

M.o.b., no time for hoes

Dick hang like no time for clothes

After I bust, vamonos then I’ll take these hoes at the domino’s

I crumble those pussy rappers then stuff his ass in an envelope

Shout out to my homeboys who can’t smoke because they’re on parole

Pour beer on the bitches head while gettin’ head

Get so high, forget my name

She called me jarren, I slapped the ho, bitch this is fred

I’m gettin’ bread like pillsbury

The pussy can’t be real hairy

If she looks like chewbacca with no clothes on, that’s real scary

I put the beat in a body bag, then throw that shit in the crematory

Mr bartender I’ll throw a molotov cocktail at your green ferrari

My brains on the back of a milk box

Fuck y’all, kick rocks

The way that I murdered these verses

Fuck it, you might as well say I killed hip-hop

So tell that hatin’ nigga he can go and eat a dick

Cause to be honest really I don’t give a shit

I got a burner for my enemies and foes

Cause I know I know I know just the way it goes

And if you see me pullin’ up in with my clique

Just know we came to go retarded in this bitch

We got no manners, no respect, well I suppose

Cause I know I know I know just the way it goes

Thank God for my grandma’s basement

I coulda been livin’ on the pavement

I woop a nigga's ass like texas walker and spaz on hoes like cavemen

Nah nigga these ain’t ray-bans

I’m throwed off bitch like rainman

Made a pussy pop then breakdance

‘Til my dick kiss the holy ghost, bitch amen

Christian dior my fragrance

America caucasians’ favorite

Nigger, put a fuckin’ rapper on a grill

With a side of collard greens and ate ‘em

I’m still tryna fuck candy latham, now I can probably fuck raven-

Symoné, show up at her house at night with a side of that canadian bacon

Yeah, as-salāmu 'alaikum, rambo gun bitch, spray ‘em

Fuck y’all niggas still hatin’, fuck these hoes don’t save ‘em

I keep a hat low like raiden, get blown with eddie van halen

Knock-knock, anybody home in my head

Y’all hoes know my fuckin' brain's vacant

Bitch, I came off of a wu-tang, gettin’ paper like bruce wayne

I got an asian ho that suck dick and do kung-fu like liu kang

Blowin' gasoline and butane, my last album had 2 chainz

Yeah I’m tryna eat every rapper

I’m a fuckin’ beast on that food chain, bitch!

So tell that hatin’ nigga he can go and eat a dick

Cause to be honest really I don’t give a shit

I got a burner for my enemies and foes

Cause I know I know I know just the way it goes

And if you see me pullin’ up in with my clique

Just know we came to go retarded in this bitch

We got no manners, no respect, well I suppose

Cause I know I know I know just the way it goes

It’s planet vi in this b-I-t-c-h and I see why I receive hate

Cause even back when I was me how they couldn’t see

May ironic, so sick that it makes ya vomit

Ladies wanna fuck my pockets to make love to my wallet

Instead they said if I hoppin’ on top of my dick like a rabbit

Pull my plug in her socket sit back I just let hot rocket

And you don’t know how we to drop it

Is it a bird or is it a plane

Bitch, I’m more like an unidentified flyin’ object, I’m alien fresh

Now you can see how an alien dress

Ain’t no time for takin’ a rest

Cookin’ up raps when I’m in the both

I might as well put my hair in net

But I don’t think that they hearing me yet

Should I yell, should I scream

Just so you could know what the fuck I mean

Didn’t nobody tell you that I’m crazy

And I’m insane at the same damn time

Since I was a baby it was my plan of makin’ the game mine

Throwin’ up v-I, please do not mistake that for a gang sign

And I’m a p.I.m.p., so you know that I only attract dimes

I’m number eleven on top of the richter scale

I’m killin’ the game and spittin’ them bars

So I should get sent to jail

I’m out of your league ho

Now all I see is green, pockets on cee-lo

Ballin’ on these foul ass niggas, fuck a free throw

So tell that hatin’ nigga he can go and eat a dick

Cause to be honest really I don’t give a shit

I got a burner for my enemies and foes

Cause I know I know I know just the way it goes

And if you see me pullin’ up in with my clique

Just know we came to go retarded in this bitch

We got no manners, no respect, well I suppose

Cause I know I know I know just the way it goes