How Im Comin

I don't like to talk, I leave that for the bitches
Really I come from the trenches Remember them days hoppin' fences
Smokin' on gas, you could tell by the stenches Just got a new Glock, and I added extensions
Beam on that bitch, I ain't missin' Niggas get caught, a bitch up and start snitchin

Hunnids, they blue like them motherfuckers Crippin', I'm comin' in harder
And I'm hittin' all plays, cause I want every dollar
She give me neck like a collar The brain on that bitch, you would think she
a scholar Kick her ass out like we playin' some soccer

And I keep it slick like my name Harry Potter Hit the re-up like an overnight stocker
They ask how I do it, but I just be flowin' like water
I'm in the booth, and they like what I spit Niggas be hatin', they all on my dick
They know I go dumb, and it's makin' them sick I know they ass hittin', poutin' just like a bitch

Stuck with my dogs just like Lilo and Stitch And I really hope none of my dogs go and switch
The way that I fiend for the money, it's makin' me itch And I don't fuck with niggas, not even a bit
Smokin' too much, got my eyes lookin' Asian Come from the bottom like a fuckin' basement
Bust yo bitch down, gotta strap up the latex I'm movin' in silence, don't dodge it, but cases on God

Bitch, we chasin' blue faces Goin' too fast like I'm in the drag races
Hopped on a beat that like you goin' places Fall in love with money on a daily basis
Stackin' up tall pockets, used to be short Now I'm runnin' up digits like it was a sport
Keep my guard up like a motherfuckin' fort Bitch, I hang with them shooters like I'm in the court

You know I get fly, I don't need no airport I won't fuck on your bitch cause we know she a hoe
Just like a stripper, we keepin' em' poles and I'll never go out like a bitch, that's for sure
Ain't bout no money, it's DND My niggas spin blocks like DVDs
Tryna blow up like TNT And drip out the gang with some VVs

We was some jits runnin' with BBs Now we puttin' beams on G19s
Still posted up in a all white tee Don't come fuck around, we got stingers like bees
I don't like to talk, I leave that for the bitches Really, I come from the trenches
Remember them days, I been fences Smokin' on gas, you could tell by the stenches

Just got a new Glock, and I added extensions Beam on that bitch, I ain't missin
Niggas get caught, a bitch up and start snitchin' Hunnids, they blue like them motherfuckers crippin On gang



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Writer(s): Saul Trevino
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