How We Act - feat. OT Genasis

Yeah, it's your boy Mr. EZ Wider

Back up in this thing with two P's

That's two pounds of that kush for Kush and Orange Juice 2

So put two fingers in the air

Grab two girls with long hair

And light some up for Wiz Khalifa, ya'll

Both hands on the wheel

She was Taylor Gang, she Taylor Gang still

Them niggas boring, she hit me she wanna chill

Let her play with the switch, she know the game's signed sealed

I'm on tequila, she on Hennessey

Love that kush and orange juice she never knew how it feel

Hating on us, they running up the hill

For real, I fill my cup and cleaning up the spill

Wanna indulge you when I'm puffing

I can tell that she troublesome

Two girls, that's double fun

Show off what you got, don't gotta cover up

Don't look behind us, see what's in front of us

Light this weed, there's a couple of 'em

Say you gon' get it tatted

If it ain't the game, fuck 'em

Don't really trip on other bitches, you the main one

Switching up whips, I never pull up in the same one

She wanna cuddle, I wanna cuddle too

Legs in the air, dick in the middle, that's a W

Ain't tryna fuck you, better say something

Mashed potatoes, rice, and beans, you ain't the main one

All that hating get your cake up

I never met alien or a bitch that I can't fuck

Still hitting it from the back

That's how we act

I'm the one that you hit up to come relax

I'm the one getting you Taylor Gang tats

Putting that oil on your body, rubbing your back

I roll one up and you roll one to match

I get so in my bag

You want a drink but don't know how to ask

You love the feeling, you hope that it last

'Cause at the moment we both feel intense

Now I'm gon' get a chance

Nobody put you on the game, helped you program it in

Don't wanna leave, you wanna stay with me, so it depends

Wanted a G, you really got one

I just know how to win

Like when I see you need a Rolly to go on your wrist

Me and my team, we make the go, we don't only attempt

So like us, we forget your phone, 'cause little homie a whimp

Ain't no half with me, one hundred's the only percent

She wanna cuddle, I wanna cuddle too

Legs in the air, dick in the middle, that's a W

Ain't tryna fuck you, better say something

Mashed potatoes, rice, and beans, you ain't the main one

All that hating get your cake up

I never met alien or a bitch that I can't fuck

Still hitting it from the back

That's how we act