Intro (This How I’m Coming) lyrics

[Intro]
Like, I'm not even 'bout to play with these n*ggas
(Ayy, Ewell, I don't want no autotune)
(No, no, no, no, f*ck all that sh*t)
This How I'm Coming the f*cking mixtape
(f*ck it, this how they want me to come)
(Gang-gang, woo)
($B)
Like, I'm not gon' let up, bro (Th-This what they want me to do?)
Like, this is not the breaking point (Like, they got me back on that f*ck sh*t)
It only gets better
Gang-gang, turn up

[Verse 1]
Ever since I been on a paper chase (Money), I been playin' with rolls (Rolls)
Thirteen years old (Woah), I was playin' with poles (Huh?)
I was told chase after my dreams and never chase these hoes
I tell a b*tch she can't suck my di*k if she don't take my soul
Don't get exposed (What else?), I done seen the toughest n*ggas fold (pus*y)
You want advice? (What else?) I ain't got no advice but bulletholes (Brrt-'rrah, sh*t)
And I hate playful hoes, b*tch, why you tryna play that role? (Lil' b*tch)
Got me standin' there, waitin' on you to knock me down like dominoes (Woo)
I remember years ago, we was in front of that store (St. Lawrence, 63rd)
Hell nah we wasn't lacking, lil' bro had that pole (We was by that curb)
If a n*gga tried to pull up, then lil' bro gon' blow (Them n*ggas had the nerve)
They ain't never got the chance to let down their window (No, skrrt)
I wish folks 'nem could see me give these rappers hell (My n*ggas)
My shooter say he tryna give these rappers shells (pus*y)
I was on some funny sh*t, was gon' pull up and watch these rappers bail (pus*y)
But nowadays, you catch 'em, you gotta whack 'em 'cause these rappers tell, on folks 'nem
(Period, on foe 'nem grave)
[Bridge]
If we catch him, we smoke him (I'm serious)
Got a bankroll, we poke him (n*gga)
Why the f*ck is he over here and we don't know him?
(Like, seriously, like, why the f*ck is he over here? Y'all know this rules)
Gang-gang (Woo)
Turn up

[Verse 2]
n*gga, you ain't never been to no jungle (Never)
Don't you hate when n*ggas say they was in the field when they wasn't? (Woah)
Called all my shooters like, "f*ck bein' humble" (f*ck it)
On that disrespectful sh*t, f*ck Lil Durk cousin (Nuski)
n*ggas know I'm bussin' off that yopper (I'm rollin')
Rollin' 'round the city with my chopper (I'm clutchin')
Please don't make me pull up and blook-blocka (Brrt-'rrah)
Pull up with them hands and clook-clock ya (Okay)
Nah, let me stop playin', I'm off two yoppers (I play too much)
Thirty in this handgun, that's two doctors (You're not safe)
No, thirty in this handgun, that's a few doctors, ayy (Get out my way)
b*tch, I'm 'bout my green like cuc*mbers, ayy (Okay, Money)
b*tch, I'm from that block where it's violence and murder (St. Lawrence)
If you ain't from that block, don't try to slide 'cause you'll get murdered (St. Lawrence)
Who the f*ck is y'all? A bunch of n*ggas we ain't heard of (Goofy)
Can't be around fake sh*t because it make me nervous (Goofy)
I killed this sh*t on purpose (Money)
[Outro]
"Intro"
Hahahahaha (Woo)
Like, this what they want me to do, right?
Well, This How I'm Coming the mixtape (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Gang-gang
Hahahahaha
Like, free all my n*ggas, R.I.P. all my n*ggas
I got Dooski in the booth, I got Rooga in the booth
I got Ewell goin' ones or twos
Just a whole lotta gang sh*t