Shoreline Mafia - How We Do It (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Shoreline Mafia - How We Do It (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
July 24th, 2020
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Shoreline Mafia returns with new track "How We Do It" featuring Wiz Khalifa.

Lyrics

This is how we do it

Dance, twenties, fifties, hunnids
I'm a dope dealer baby I be countin' money (Countin' racks up)
And like you other niggas all my niggas really thuggin'
Can  I was never into thuggin'
What you mean she ain't got it? (She ain't got it)
We ain't fuckin' now she got
I need money outta pockets (Outta pockets)
You ain't growing then nigga stop it
If I got it I'ma pop it, I'm in Neiman's with my rocket
.30 hangin' off my Off-White denim
Nigga's Patek tickin' and they feelin' like some children
Hella wavy baby, real niggas in the building
I'm tryna break your back, I ain't really with the building
Stealin', robbin', we want all the problems
Count a couple thousand then I stuff 'em in my wallets (Countin' racks up)
Rich, made, I get money in six ways
These niggas switch lanes they  gang

This is how we do it
It's Friday night
I pour three lines
The codeine's here on the Westside
So I reach for my liter then I pour it up
Designated driver take the keys not my cup
Pop some xans now I'm faded
Count a hunnid bands up like nigga yeah we made it

Big body Benz (Skrt)
You can't see through my 
I've been creepin' while you sleepin'
Finna shoot you and yo mans
I mix molly with my hand
I get geeked up, count my M's (Off the mollies)
If a nigga run up on me pull this .30 out my pants (Okay)

Just got a big joint rolled up (Rolled up)
My own liquor what I pour in my cup
I don't got six bitches, I don't show up
Seen the diamond chain, they go nuts
Brought ten bottles, I don't think it's enough
We run out like  more in the trunk
Nigga talk down then a nigga get snuffed
Lotta joints gettin' rolled, lotta cones gettin' stuffed
I told my jeweler "Freeze my wrist up"
Wanna keep on the team then she gon' need cuffs
Cartier frames and my AP bussin'
Realest in the game, know it ain't no question
Hello bitch, you don't dress like me
Lowkey wanna be just like me
I can pull up in a fresh white tee
Guaranteed every bitch in the party want me
Pull up sittin' low in my seat
Smokin' on KK like a G
Bad bitch ride with me, she a freak
Smokin', drinkin', going hard all week
Let's go

This is how we do it (Haha)
It's Friday night (Uh)
I pour three lines
The codeine's here on the Westside
So I reach for my liter then I pour it up
Designated driver take the keys not my cup
Pop some xans now I'm faded
Count a hunnid bands up like nigga yeah we made it