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blake – how i’m coming lyrics

[intro: blake]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
look

[verse 1: blake]
need that geeker pack, n-gga where its at?
come through in all black, straight from the hoodie like kangaroo jack
shawty, she got back, so you know i had back tracked
that boy think he hot as me? man, that boy smokin’ crack, f-ck
i done lost my mind and i don’t know where it’s at
maybe it’s at the jewelers, somewhere in the back of sak’s
need that new all black benz or that gray all matte
always sleep in cl-ss but i keep good grades in math, yeah
b-tch, i solo dolo, cruisin’, skatin’ ’round the city, yeah
b-tch, i had 10 pounds tucked up in that e350
but that b-tch was hot, 12 was always f-ckin’ wit’ me, yeah
did it was gone cost 10 but i’m lyin’ b-tch i spent 20

[verse 2: blake]
yeah i still remember that first flip of my first onion, yeah
got that b-tch off quick, n-gga, i ain’t even really much touch it
it was in that moment, lil blake knew he was onto something, yeah
i ain’t get to talkin’, n-gga, i ain’t even worried ’bout nothin’
i ain’t hit no l!cks out here, man that sh-t get real funny
my n-ggas’ll take yo brick, sell it to me for like 15 hunnit, yeah
i was gettin’ to it while they postin’ pics like they duckin’, yeah
how you got all them bricks in yo’ pic but ain’t gettin’ no money?

[verse 3: ybn almighty jay]
you ain’t gettin’ no money
you broke as f-ck and it’s too funny
i keep big racks, that’s why the b-tches, they all on me
ran off on the plug twice, now that n-gga won’t stop callin’ me
now these b-tches won’t stop stalkin’ me
b-tch this versace, i don’t wear ed hardy
n-gga, i’m a boss, let me sign you
i just took a flight to china
i’m a black panther, carolina
i’m mismatchin’ all designer
my new b-tch bad as f-ck
she got racks so b-tches don’t like her
and i’m rockin’ gucci fabrics
so i put some stripes on my tiger
who you gone rob? take sum’
shooters on go, they gone shake sum’
stuff backwoods, face sum’
goin’ fast in the foreign, hit the brakes on ’em
blake pull off wit’ two b-tches
switcherooin’ b-tches gettin’ p-ssed off
i got a bad b-tch and her -ss soft
jimmy neutron, i’ma blast off

[chorus: blake]
yeah that’s how i’m feelin’
b-tch, that’s how i’m comin’
you know how i’m comin’
big racks keep on comin’
that b-tch say she comin’
hit the ground, start runnin’, yeah
i got all the hoes, all the hoes just like mclovin’, yeah
yeah that’s how i’m feelin’
b-tch, that’s how i’m comin’
you know how i’m comin’
big racks keep on comin’
that b-tch say she comin’, yeah
hit the ground, start runnin’, yeah
i got all the hoes, all the hoes just like mclovin’, yeah

- blake lyrics

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