How I’m Coming lyrics

[Intro]
It's Nell on the beat, n*gga
Yah

[Chorus]
You better get your vest because this chopper hold a hundred (B-r-r-r)
Sent 'em the address, I knew the n*ggas weren't comin' (I know)
I don't know 'bout your n*ggas, but my n*ggas one hundred (One)
I got a bad b*tch, you know that b*tch don't want for nothin' (Oh)
Yeah, I'm a savage, you know I really came from nothin' (Yah)
Bet a young n*gga show you how to turn this sh*t to somethin' (Yeah)
When we came out there blastin' then them n*ggas started runnin' (B-r-r-r, b-r-r-r, b-r-r-r)
No, you can not imagine how a n*gga really comin' (Oh-oh)

[Verse 1]
I look back at my past and see how much I really had (Yah)
Went on a lot of missions, I ain't even rock a mask (No, no)
I f*cked a lot of b*tches and I made some n*ggas mad (Oh)
And they mighta got a baby 'cause them b*tches didn't bag (Yah, yah, yah)
But it's that gang sh*t, we don't f*ck with lames, b*tch (Gang, gang)
You try an' get fame, that's when we gon' make you nameless (Yah)
Can't talk to my b*tch, no, she don't speak your language (No)
You can't say hi, no, all she talk is bank slips (Cha-ching)
Balenciaga, you b*tches better be proud of me
You see me, mama? I really came from poverty (Yah)
I did her wrong, don't owe her no apology (Oh, oh, oh)
Young Jefe, holmes (Young Jefe), that's what these b*tches hollerin'
[Chorus]
You better get your vest because this chopper hold a hundred (B-r-r-r)
Sent 'em the address, I knew the n*ggas weren't comin' (I know)
I don't know 'bout your n*ggas, but my n*ggas one hundred (One)
I got a bad b*tch, you know that b*tch don't want for nothin' (Oh)
Yeah, I'm a savage, you know I really came from nothin' (Yah)
Bet a young n*gga show you how to turn this sh*t to somethin' (Yeah)
When we came out there blastin' then them n*ggas started runnin' (B-r-r-r, b-r-r-r, b-r-r-r)
No, you can not imagine how a n*gga really comin' (Oh-oh)

[Verse 2]
No, you can not imagine how much pain I really felt (Imagine)
Imagine how many whole thangs a n*gga really dealt (How)
But that's another story, 'cause you know these boys be twelve (God damn)
On murder, I won't tell, I got some sh*t under my belt (God damn, God damn)
I keep it by my waistline, the rocks up on the shelf (Yah)
Lil' n*gga, this sh*t take time and you might need some help (Yah)
My favorite word is 'wealth', b*tch, my favorite thing is health (Jefe)
A n*gga play with me, I'll pop that Glizzy 'til it melt (Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop)
I need me nine figures, I'm a real go-getter (Go getter)
Can't f*ck with no n*ggas that don't f*ck with my n*ggas (G, G)
Supposed to be your b*tch, said she was gonna ride with ya (Oh-oh)
She all in my sh*t and I just need one night with her (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Chorus]
You better get your vest because this chopper hold a hundred (Yah)
Sent 'em the address, I knew the n*ggas weren't comin' (Pull up)
I don't know 'bout your n*ggas, but my n*ggas one hundred (One hundred)
I got a bad b*tch, you know that b*tch don't want for nothin' (Lil' baddie)
Yeah, I'm a savage, you know I really came from nothin' (Yeah, yeah)
Bet a young n*gga show you how to turn this sh*t to somethin'
When we came out there blastin' then them n*ggas started runnin' (B-r-r-r, b-r-r-r, b-r-r-r)
No, you can not imagine how a n*gga really comin' (Yah)
[Outro]
Young Jefe, holmes