YK Where It's Goin (feat. Gunna) lyrics

(Gentle Beatz) Hey, uh, we 'bout it Say you 'bout it for me, is you sure? I be shufflin' the G-body Uh, girl, I know it ain't nothin' to floor it Damn it, her panties done fell on the floor I done turned the bitch to a whore Came home, and it look like a store Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' Tryna speed with her head on the horn In the first place, where is you goin'? Tryna tell you I'm one of them ones Say please, I'm givin' you more They sip lean, I ain't feel it no more She want love, I ain't givin' her none New dub, I ain't gettin' no ones Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' You gon' live life then get rich out it I need some cash, I'ma see 'bout it Now we can pull out the big-body (big-body) Ten out of ten, I know how she goin' The pussy get wet, I know when she moist She know I'm a vet', I shit on them boys I jump in that Lamb', I put it in sport Ayy, take it up, fam', ain't makin' no noise Ran up a check, I want me a jet I'm deep in her neck, her head is the best I told 'em, We good, we don't gotta stress (yeah) I wish that you would go settle for less I got this shit goin', we work till the mornin' (yeah) I keep this shit goin', ain't stoppin' to press I'm chasin' a hun', I'm off to the Sun I shop in Milan, I'm havin' them threads You ain't gotta shit on 'em (shit on 'em) He the one, they depend on him (depend on him) Gunna Wunna, the winner of the bread You the one thinking years ahead You the one with the spill, take that bih' back to the crib, I'm breaking her back Show your ho how to live, stack this shit high as the hills, fuck what they said Hey, uh, we 'bout it Say you 'bout it for me, is you sure? I be shufflin' the G-body Uh, girl, I know it ain't nothin' to floor it Damn it, her panties done fell on the floor I done turned the bitch to a whore Came home, and it look like a store Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' Tryna speed with her head on the horn In the first place, where is you goin'? Tryna tell you I'm one of them ones Say please, I'm givin' you more They sip lean, I ain't feel it no more She want love, I ain't givin' her none New dub, I ain't gettin' no ones Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' (okay) Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' OT, I don't know where I'm goin' Court-side, I ain't goin' to court Tre flied, we rolled up in sport Nigga died, I went on a tour See, I'm the reason he even be on this whore Gunna the reason there ain't nothin' in-store Green-faced Rollie, shit on them boys New Franck Muller, shit on them boys It ain't nothin' to shit on 'em Couple L's, we sit on 'em When she in Miami, you know how she goin' Don't gotta ask, you know how she goin' Got cash, you know how she hoin' Came home, the bitch do porn If she 'bout it, she know where it's goin' Hey, uh, we 'bout it Say you 'bout it for me, is you sure? I be shufflin' the G-body Uh, girl, I know it ain't nothin' to floor it Damn it, her panties done fell on the floor I done turned the bitch to a whore Came home, and it look like a store Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin' Tryna speed with her head on the horn In the first place, where is you goin'? Tryna tell you I'm one of them ones Say please, I'm givin' you more They sip lean, I ain't feel it no more She want love, I ain't givin' her none New dub, I ain't gettin' no ones Cross me, bitch, you know where it's goin'