How I’m Coming

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, fuck all that shit, nigga, ya know I'm sayin'? Ayy, Dutcho, we don't want no autotune, man This how they want us to come, ya know I'm sayin'? Whole lotta gang shit, ya know I'm sayin'? Never lane switch, ya know I'm talmbout? Gang-gang since potty train, all that shit, ya know I'm talmbout? Yuh, how ya coming? Yuh, how ya coming? Yuh, how ya coming? Yuh, how ya coming? Yuh, yuh [Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie] I up this fifty on your ass, I have you runnin', huh, huh Make you sick, I make you feel it in your stomach, huh, huh Fuck your bitch and make her feel it in her stomach, huh, huh That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', huh, huh I caught your mans on the rebound, Andre Drummond, uh-huh Put that bitch up in his mouth and had him humming, uh-huh Shot that nigga in the leg, ain't no running, uh-huh That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', uh-huh, huh [Verse 1: FBG Duck] Let me slide through, hear that chopper wave like I'm sayin' hey Nigga play, he gon' die today, on my granny grave Niggas know, bitch I been a G, so they best behave Your bitch a slut, knocked it out the park like I'm with the Braves Talked to bro, told him put the Glock down, go get the K's Every day, wish I had connects to go and buy grenades Big crate, first place I'm headed to is tall gates Never been soft before, we like doin' it the hard way, huh Damn, where ya go? Huh Bitch, where ya been? Huh On St. Lawrence standin' on my own ten, huh Got my brothers, bitch, I don't need no friends, huh Niggas really pussy, they don't commit no sins, huh (Money) [Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie] I up this fifty on your ass, I have you runnin', huh, huh Make you sick, I make you feel it in your stomach, huh, huh Fuck your bitch and make her feel it in her stomach, huh, huh That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', huh, huh I caught your mans on the rebound, Andre Drummond, uh-huh Put that bitch up in his mouth and had him humming, uh-huh Shot that nigga in the leg, ain't no running, uh-huh That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', uh-huh, huh (How you comin', huh?) [Verse 2: FBG Dutchie] Red man, leg blam, head fare, dead man, dig man Keep metal, keg man, leg shot, peg man, dead man Scared man, dead man, toast a fresh for that bread man Smoke his ass, headband, dead man, dead man, dead mans Woo, how you comin'? How we comin', like really comin'? We shootin' stars from St. Lawrence like we some comets I'ma fuck your bitch she gon' suck my dick until she vomit That's how I'm comin', when she cummin', I be cummin' 'Cause I'm thumbin' through it, and your ass a brewfurd Up that Glicky on him, bet it get ya sitchy, huh, huh Think he Bone Thugs, now your ass Bizzy, huh, huh Shot a nigga in his mouth like he 50, yeah, yeah Put a nigga on a poster like he missin', uh-huh [Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie] I up this fifty on your ass, I have you runnin', huh, huh Make you sick, I make you feel it in your stomach, huh, huh Fuck your bitch and make her feel it in her stomach, huh, huh That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', huh, huh I caught your mans on the rebound, Andre Drummond, uh-huh Put that bitch up in his mouth and had him humming, uh-huh Shot that nigga in the leg, ain't no running, uh-huh That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', uh-huh, huh [Outro: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie] How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh, huh How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh, huh How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh, huh How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh