COMIN IN Lyrics

Yeah money keep on comin' in comin' in yeah

Yeah the stacks I keep on thumbin 'em comin' in yeah

Why you boys ain't get to gunnin' him gunnin' him down

They walking round freely wanna see 'em with a frown

Money been comin' in bitches been comin' in

Bitches tryna' fuck on a nigga 'cause he runnin' it

Bitches tryna' fuck on a nigga like I won some shit

Leave these bitches in the dirt like I'm tryna dust some shit

Dust a bitch I ain't got no maid I'm tryna clean some shit

Shooters don't care who around you gon' see some shit

The block staying hot bitch you better not leave some shit

Don't come to get it back I already sold it for a couple racks

Ruthless in this bitch and we don't spare no snitch

Get the cutters get the glocks and we bringing in a switch

Tell your mothers get off the block my trigger finger itch

I be cappin' in these songs I really don't shoot shit

Glock put 'em in the floor

Chopping niggas like a chore

Lion in this bitch yeah you know we gonna' fucking roar

And flying in this bitch hoe you know we gonna fuckin' soar

I was tryin' with the bitch but she ain't want no more

I ain't gonna go to no muhfuckin' war

If she don't wanna fight she can sit by the shore

I'll leave a bitch alone if she a fuckin' whore

I'll leave that bitch alone if she treat me like a chore

Treat me like a chore

Been steppin' on shit bitch close the fuckin' door

How many rings I got on me? Probably like four

Pinky ring middle pointer but I still want some more