Caskey - How the Fuck lyrics

How the fuck these rappers talk about
It like they know it?
How the fuck these bitches walk
Around like they ain't hoein'?
How the fuck you gon' get on
And not put on your homies?
How the fuck you roll around the
City like you own it?

Okay that’s my city
Pulled up into Orlando where I'm Diddy
Same clique that I came with gon' die with me
I’ll never switch up
My opposition they came forth
And then bitched up
Someone said you were the hottest
I think our stories getting mixed up
Man I swear these rappers way
Too Hollywood I can't relate
(Man I don’t feel em)
Someone get blessed and they
Just glorify the hate (fuckin haters)
Can't pull me into that with
No amount of bait (uh uh)
You kinda late (ho)
This ain't the time or place mane

How the fuck these rappers talk about
It like they know it?
How the fuck these bitches walk
Around like they ain't hoein'?
How the fuck you gon' get on
And not put on your homies?
How the fuck you roll around the
City like you own it?

Uh uhhhh yea! Please Lord gimme patience
In this world of sin
Me and the devil so adjacent
In this world of Benz drivers
I'm tryna be complacent
Rockin stolen Timbs and I might
Have to face it
Pulled up into cannabis spots
My chain dangle with amethyst rocks
Y'all lookin like analysts stop tryna dissect
Me by my watch playa
My mind frame it is far greater
Than the steering wheel that I grip
You just a car hater
Fuck 'em I been there and done it
My hunger revive like it was the mummy
I'm back here to put my foot up in your ass
I get to the money
Never be too sure that that shit is comin'!
Paramount, Im on top of the summit
What a paradox it is that these girls
With hundreds don’t keep it 100
These bitches way too Hollywood
I can't relate (I can't relate)
They want the ring but
They don’t ever consummate (fuckin bitches)
Can't pull me into that with
No amount of bait (uh uh)
You kinda late
This ain't the time or place mane

How the fuck these rappers talk about
It like they know it?
How the fuck these bitches walk
Around like they ain't hoein'?
How the fuck you gon' get on
And not put on your homies?
How the fuck you roll around the
City like you own it?

Flaw shit! This the fucking
Black Sheep mixtape
Cause I am the black sheep of this
Rap shit always been in my own
Lane, I always did my own shit
I wanna thank the universe
For aligning all moments to lead
To this one moment, right here i
Wanna thank all my fuckin haters and
Nay sayers for breaking down my
Ego and allowing me to ascend
To a higher realm of
Thinking i wanna thank you yea black
Sheep yo it's like every
Time I get online all I
See is lies lies lies
It's like they look good but I know
Their pussy for sale keep pushin' 'til
The day I die cash Money records
Cause I own it black sheep

Yeah man I told that bitch
I said "Biiiiiiiiitch"
But no, dawg you don't even know
One thing I told yo is that
Caskey? Ayo Caskey! Ay hold up!
Hold on, hold on, slow
Down, what's up man? Hey brother!
Aye, my nigga, aye, i got a mixtape coming
Out, bruh, that shit is gon' be FIRE cuz
You don't even
Understand, my nigga i got TI
I got mothafuckin' Wayne, i got
Birdman, I got all them niggas
Dawg, you don't even understand, my
Nigga but hey check me out
You do me a favor, i do you a
Favor, and that's a real big
Favor coming from me
Cause I'm the hottest in the streets cuz
I got bars for days, cuz you feel me? I'm
Gonna be number 1 on
Billboard when this shit come out
But check this out
You know what I'm sayin'? Drop a
Feature! Drop a feature for me cuz! But aye
You know what I'm sayin'? It don't
Matter, whatever you do
Cause you don't gotta drop a feature for me
You feel me? Cause my shit's gon' be
Good anyway man please dawg, please
Just get on my mixtape, man