I'm Coming

They know just how I'm coming
I swear all these niggas fronting (ooh)
I pull up they get to running
Now I'm flexing now I'm stunting (ooh)

People steady hating
I'm just always steady fading (ooh)
Bro all these niggas faking
We pull up then he start shaking (ooh)

Aye I'm rolling the wood I take that to the face
I Load up the .40 and run up to his place
Im steady working the bags what I chase
You can't slow me down I'm still running my race

I'm on my grind imma go get the cake
Give her good d when I'm chilling with bae
Chill with with my niggas we all getting baked
I don't give a fuck so my bad if I'm late

Yeah I give her good d and then I hit the road
I'm getting the green yeah I'm counting my dough
This nigga want smoke but he won't get no dope
Pull up with the choppa I'm wiping his nose

You know how I'm coming you know what it is
Ran up on a nigga now his pants full of shit
These niggas is jelly cause I flooded my wrist
I don't give a fuck I'm just hitting my licks

They know just how I'm coming
I swear all these niggas fronting (ooh)
I pull up they get to running
Now I'm flexing now I'm stunting (ooh)

People always steady hating
I'm just always steady fading (ooh)
Bro all these niggas faking
We pull up then he start shaking (ooh)

Aye I'm rolling the wood I take that to the face
I Load up the .40 and run up to his place
Im steady working the bags what I chase
You can't slow me down I'm still running my race

I'm on my grind imma go get the cake
Give her good d when I'm chilling with bae
Chill with with my niggas we all getting baked
I don't give a fuck so my bad if I'm late

Yeah I give her good d and then I hit the road
I'm getting the green yeah I'm counting my dough
This nigga want smoke but he won't get no dope
Pull up with the choppa I'm wiping his nose

You know how I'm coming you know what it is
Ran up on a nigga now his pants full of shit
These niggas is jelly cause I flooded my wrist
I don't give a fuck I'm just hitting my licks

They know just how I'm coming
I swear all these niggas fronting (ooh)
I pull up they get to running
Now I'm flexing now I'm stunting (ooh)

People always steady hating
I'm just always steady fading (ooh)
Bro all these niggas faking
We pull up then he start shaking (ooh)

Aye I'm rolling the wood I take that to the face
I Load up the .40 and run up to his place
Im steady working the bags what I chase
You can't slow me down I'm still running my race

I'm on my grind imma go get the cake
Give her good d when I'm chilling with bae
Chill with with my niggas we all getting baked
I don't give a fuck so my bad if I'm late



Credits
Writer(s): Nickolas Moreira
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