Stro - How it goes lyrics

[Astro : Verse 1] Me and my n***as cold chillin' from cold women To cochella with cougars that love young fellas Ah damn, stop lookin' im contradicting Just like I speak for the broke until I make my first million And ride around in drop tops, chicks with no tops Rockin' while it's hot, in Cali with the (?) If she looks like an actress with no drama Shakin' to spend some love, baby could be my baby mama Mama, who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin? (?) Yo shawty got a gut to s** in you buggin' Yall might get 8 You practice hate A slave to me I masturbate Like it ain't nuttin' See man, yall have got me off track You lost, never luck when I win though Some n***as die on their computer can't let go (?) internet devils I'm tryin goals out in Bermuda Uh [Hook] Uh From BK to the pocanose That's just how this sh** goes Uh From BK to the pocanose Stro got the best flows [Astro : Verse 2] Not long ‘fore im runnin' this game I'm tryna cross the T's Dot the I's and F the fame So many lames in this, business I don't know who with us Can't trust none they just want trust funds My team keep it real with me, we fear no man Your team keep it fake with you You fear no man Yes bring the checks but I ain't impressed I don't rant like Mr West so I (?) I'm just an east type, fella Kickin' betta instead of Waitin' on the cheese and remaining gentle I see (?) (?) for the brand Old methods, deaded my cheese ain't shredded You got loot? Bet it On the big, headed Youngin from the ciy that's far from pretty The teachers, use to suspend him Now I'm a first cla** flight attender sh** changed I'm winnin its insane Uh