Either Way It Go lyrics

by

Big Sad 1900



[Intro: Big Sad 1900]
Ayy
We in this b*tch, man
(L-Finguz)
I'm just a street n*gga, you know? On some street sh*t, b*tch (Look)
(Armani, this sh*t stuey, boy)
f*ck with me

[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
Look, you be all I need, I'm tryna let you know (Huh)
We had problems in the past, but I can't let you go (But I can't let you go)
I put the Cuban on your neck and I bought you a Rollie (Bustdown)
I put some property in your name, it help you with your goals (Come on)
I know I'm always in the streets and always on the road (I'm always on)
But how you think you got them bags and them designer clothes? (Yeah)
I'm either makin' a play or I'm doin' a show (A show, though)
But she say she got my back either way it go (Look, uh-huh, uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Big Sad 1900]
Say you got my back and you rockin' with a n*gga (Let's go)
b*tch, I'm to the top, I'll get you poppin' with a n*gga (Huh)
Somethin' you not feelin', you can holler at a n*gga (b*tch, holler at me)
Them b*tches be hatin' 'cause they n*gga not the n*gga (Nah)
I flew her out for the week, it's Honolulu
Balenciaga, Louis V luggage, no FUBU (Nah)
Loggin' off the 'net 'cause we ain't worried 'bout what they do (We ain't worried 'bout what they do)
You was f*ckin' up in the past, but I don't hate you (b*tch, I don't hate you)
She in the streets doin' her thing, she send me Uber Eats (Send me Uber Eats)
It's 5 a.m., it's time to go, I pull up in a Jeep (Come on)
She outside, she been gettin' it with no sleep (Yeah)
I'm in the stu', I've been rappin', writin' sh*t all week (n*gga)
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
You be all I need, I'm tryna let you know (Huh)
We had problems in the past, but I can't let you go (But I can't let you go)
I put the Cuban on your neck and I bought you a Rollie (Bustdown)
I put some property in your name, it help you with your goals (Come on)
I know I'm always in the streets and always on the road (I'm always on)
But how you think you got them bags and them designer clothes? (Yeah)
I'm either makin' a play or I'm doin' a show (A show, though)
But she say she got my back either way it go

[Verse 2: Ceh Poke]
She know we locked in and that door forever open
And can't nobody stop a n*gga or interfere because we goin' up
Said she liked that lil' trip to Puerto Rico, had her fly as f*ck
But she f*ckin' with a Loc that's gang active and got his bread up
And I know these n*ggas fed up, sh*t, ain't nobody fed us
Never led us to the bag, sh*t, we linked and got our own moves
And I could never judge or tell you what you can't do
I don't care if your boostin' or you hoin', sh*t, you gon' get it
And there's no limit if you ask me
A lot of n*ggas settle for bullsh*t and I ain't goin' for it
And if she call a n*gga up, she know I'm goin' for it
And if a n*gga got a bail, that's on the set, you know she payin' for it

[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
Look, you be all I need, I'm tryna let you know (Huh)
We had problems in the past, but I can't let you go (But I can't let you go)
I put the Cuban on your neck and I bought you a Rollie (Bustdown)
I put some property in your name, it help you with your goals (Come on)
I know I'm always in the streets and always on the road (I'm always on)
But how you think you got them bags and them designer clothes? (Yeah)
I'm either makin' a play or I'm doin' a show (A show, though)
But she say she got my back either way it go
[Outro]
(L-Finguz)
(Armani, this sh*t stuey, boy)
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