How We Comin'

Aye Look
Dese niccas tryna rap like me
They biting my sound
I do dis for fun
You do dis shit all the time
Yo bitch on my line
I don't got the time
I rather buss moves
I fell in love wit the grind
The whip dat I'm in
Is one of a kind
Dis bitch cost a hunnit
Its the top of the line
Stay smokin dat oowee
The top of the line
I started my own wave
Didn't wait in no lines
I stay in my own shit
I started a line
Its a list to be on dis dick
Go get in dat line
I come to yo party
Start bussin out lines
Yo boyfriend a rapper
he started bussin out rhymes
I bussed out dyin
laughing at his ass
Wit dem shop gold chains
But he rappin bout dat cash
Shit ain't adding up
I rarely see you niccas in the bank dat much
But den again
Dat ain't my bidness

A slight introduction
But you niccas know
Exactly how we comin, aye
For the win
How we play it
How we comin, aye
Big rims when we skate
How we comin, aye
Rose by the case
How we comin, aye
Might just throw it in yo face
How we comin, aye
Bakery's of dat cake
How we comin, aye
Always first
Neva late
How we comin, aye
Did dis shit in one take
How we comin, aye
How we comin, aye
How we comin, aye
How we comin, aye



Credits
Writer(s): Nikko Rogers
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