That's How I'm Coming

I just copped a pack my plug go for the low (I like that shit)
This ain't your beef come with that smoke no firework (that boom boom boom)
No referee but I might whistle while you twerk
He fuck with goofies don't get ironed on a shirt

Sick of all these niggas fucking lying and Shìt
I mean forreal like stop the kap cause we ain't buying the shit
Life's a bitch I always say why you keep trying the shit
They call me sosa GBE cause I decline the bitch
You steady focused on the past you keep rewinding shit
I'm slowly waiting for the come up I'm just timing it
You was no victim to my shit just sat there crying and Shìt
So listen up while daddy speak she say she fine with it (you want it)
I can tell she like my style I might just push up on it
Told me come over it might get wild cause she be getting lonely
He went to trial gave bru the book that's what my nigga told me
Man that's fucked up

Don't fuck with snitches
Goofy bitches
I got rounds for twelve
He the informant so he soft
He like to hide and tell
I'm of the family cause my sister took that drive to bail
Me out of county nigga how can we survive from jail
Free my nigga but I'm glad he got to hide the shells
Back in the days man I used to have that za for sell
Top shelf you would think I got that fire from hell
I got you Toisha G my potna and I'm sliding for Ell

You don't like that's how I'm coming
You can't hang with me lil Nig if you ain't got no money
She don't take me serious think I'm always acting funny
I told her no relations don't know why she acting dummy
Put dick down in her tummy
It make her go to sleep
Fucking on me lovely said her nigga pole was weak
Go deep while choking me
She dig her toes in me
You can have your bitch back right now she go with me(LAW)



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Writer(s): Bradley West
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