yeat - cömin thru lyrics
[chorus]
(slide, slide)
yeah, comin’ through
pockets fat (yeah)
got too much money, dude
(yeah) what should i do?
yeah, what could i do?
yeah, tell me that move
yeah, what should i do?
pockets really on fat
pockets really on stack, now (stack, stacked up now)
i got a whole lotta racks
i got a whole lotta cash now
yeah, swerve, yeah, yeah, swerve, yeah, swerve (swerve)
in the jeep, in this jeep, or any gle
watch my cash, i got racks, i done swiped ’em off my feet (swiped ’em)
i woke up and took a percocet before i even brushed my t++th (yeah)
it’s starting to make ’em nervous
yeah, tryna get like me (they copy)
diamond on this b+tch, when i speak
i had to floss my t++th (no)
[verse]
geeked for weeks, i’ve really been booted (really been booted)
2 bad b+tches i called up, i just recruited
yeah, loaded back potato i feel like [?]
yeah, snake the drum on that b+tch, not talkin’ ’bout the booty (talk ’bout a, yeah)
(let’s go)
so many racks, i got+
so many racks, i got stupid (so many racks)
got stupid, so many racks, i got stupid
y’all clueless, got so little racks, y’all clueless (shut up)
when it come to the percs in this sh+t
i swear to god [?]
yeah, teflar fit from top to down
yeah, talk bout [?] (top to down)
yeah, pull up and act up, pull up
pulled up, he just walked around (i know)
yeah, i pulled up in [?]
i watched ’em steal my style (yeah)
but ion really give a sh+t
’cause my sh+t always changing out
bands in, cash in, racks in, it’s not enough
slide in, 100 bands, who gon’ get ’em, who gon’ bluff
extra clean kitchen so this soap extra [?]
i can’t sleep, been up for weeks, this tesla always show me love
[chorus]
(slide, slide)
yeah, comin’ through
pockets fat (yeah)
got too much money, dude
(yeah) what should i do?
yeah, what could i do?
yeah, tell me that move
yeah, what should i do?
pockets really on fat
pockets really on stack, now (stack, stacked up now)
i got a whole lotta racks
i got a whole lotta cash now
yeah, swerve, yeah, yeah, swerve, yeah, swerve (swerve)
in the jeep, in this jeep, or any gle
[outro]
(watch my cash, i got racks, i done swiped ’em off my feet)
(i woke up and took a percocet before i even brushed my t++th)
(it’s starting to make ’em nervous)
(yeah, tryna get like me)
(diamond on this b+tch, when i speak)
(i had to floss my t++th, no)
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