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comin' in - ji beats lyrics

(i got racks comin’ in, i got racks comin’ in)
(i got stacks comin’ in, i got stacks comin’ in)
(idea comin’ for the 808)

(verse 1)
this that west coast sh*t, wearin’ overseas fits
3,000 for the drip, and i ain’t even take a pic
poured a four of some wocky, now i need to take a p*ss
i got too many b*tches, i don’t know which one to hit
i think i want this b*tch here, d*mn, she said she vietnamese
d*mn the b*tch a nympho, tryna contact me via knees
like i’m lookin’ thru the blinds, you know a n*gga checkin’ cheese
i just pulled a new b*tch, she stay in memphis tennessee
i got a couple hoes at the airbnb
i got a few bankrolls, f*cking with them cvv’s
told the jеweler i’ll f*ck him up if thesе diamonds cvd’s
i got my music videos playin’ on an 80 inch tv
i can make a few bands with a trap phone & laptop
we got guns, keys and cards, when you walk into this trap spot
we serving junkies out the yard, when you walk up to this crack spot
i got my money stored safe, with a fingerprinted padlock

(hook)
i got bands comin’ in, i got bands comin’ in
(i got bands comin’ in, i got bands comin’ in)
i got racks comin’ in, i got racks comin’ in
(i got racks comin’ in, i got racks comin’ in)
i got stacks comin’ in, i got stacks comin’ in
(i got stacks comin’ in, i got stacks comin’ in)
i got cash comin’ in, i got cash comin’ in
(i got cash comin’ in, i got cash comin’ in)
(verse 2)
i got cash comin’ in
i hit my first ten bands, d*mn, that sh*t was humbling
i just poured up some tec, that’s why a n*gga mumblin’
blue hunnids in my pocket, got a n*gga stumblin’
this b*tch said i’m irresistable
heard your b*tch chose on me, that typa sh*t is typical
made the b*tch kick rocks cuz the b*tch was on her menstrual
if the b*tch look, she took, that’s what it is, that’s the principle
if the b*tch look she took, huh, ain’t no changing it
i got this sh*t all by myself, ain’t no way a n*gga hangin’ it
it’s 200 on the dash, ain’t no way that i ain’t sw*ngin’ it
granny prayin’ for a n*gga, cuz the way i’m livin’ dangerous
i got one, two, three, four b*tches on my line
i got five, six, seven, eight b*tches on my line
f*ck it, bring another one, that’s eleven if she fine
the b*tch want me to commit, but a n*gga commit crimes

- ji beats lyrics

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