This How I'm Comin' Lyrics

This how I'm coming

Getting it from the booth to the streets

This ain't no in between the sheets

Sweet shit

To lick ya lips

Fuck you and fuck your bitch

I ain't trying to get the dick tonight

I got better things in line

Than to fuck your simpin' ass

Right huh

Sick of all the lies

Shady tricks

Friend values misaligned

Woke up

Already got me fucked up

Shit outta luck

Dealing with a bunch of ducks

Just so damn simple minded

Conversations running dull

Finally get a ring from real bitch

To check up on me

Lately I've been going through it

But they wanna hear what E been brewing so

I got to push through

Like a thug do

The game's gone soft

A female like me make it rock

Wide mouth hoes talkin' with a cock in their mouth

Why I'm so mad

Where the fucking weed at

I need to relax

Ladies we already peeped

Most of these vatos gossip more than viejas when they speak

Type weak ass shit

Type fools not allowed up in my bed

Type to ask a bitch for bread

Type you want to leave

Go ahead

You need to give a bitch some head though

It's what you you need to do

And get the fuck out

Don't even call me

Don't fucking call me

Don't text me

None of that shit

Yeah

The fuck

Like

You need ta get a life

And stop hitting my mothafuckin' line