[Intro]
Yeah, fuck all that shit, n***a, ya know I'm sayin'?
Ayy, Dutcho, we don't want no autotune, man
This how they want us to come, ya know I'm sayin'?
Whole lotta gang shit, ya know I'm sayin'?
Never lane switch, ya know I'm talmbout?
Gang-gang since potty train, all that shit, ya know I'm talmbout?
Yuh, how ya coming? Yuh, how ya coming?
Yuh, how ya coming? Yuh, how ya coming?
Yuh, yuh

[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie]
I up this fifty on your ass, I have you runnin', huh, huh
Make you sick, I make you feel it in your stomach, huh, huh
Fuck your bitch and make her feel it in her stomach, huh, huh
That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', huh, huh
I caught your mans on the rebound, Andre Drummond, uh-huh
Put that bitch up in his mouth and had him humming, uh-huh
Shot that n***a in the leg, ain't no running, uh-huh
That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', uh-huh, huh

[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
Let me slide through, hear that chopper wave like I'm sayin' hey
N***a play, he gon' die today, on my granny grave
N***as know, bitch I been a G, so they best behave
Your bitch a slut, knocked it out the park like I'm with the Braves
Talked to bro, told him put the Glock down, go get the K's
Every day, wish I had connects to go and buy grenades
Big crate, first place I'm headed to is tall gates
Never been soft before, we like doin' it the hard way, huh
Damn, where ya go? Huh
Bitch, where ya been? Huh
On St. Lawrence standin' on my own ten, huh
Got my brothers, bitch, I don't need no friends, huh
N***as really pussy, they don't commit no sins, huh (Money)
[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie]
I up this fifty on your ass, I have you runnin', huh, huh
Make you sick, I make you feel it in your stomach, huh, huh
Fuck your bitch and make her feel it in her stomach, huh, huh
That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', huh, huh
I caught your mans on the rebound, Andre Drummond, uh-huh
Put that bitch up in his mouth and had him humming, uh-huh
Shot that n***a in the leg, ain't no running, uh-huh
That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', uh-huh, huh (How you comin', huh?)

[Verse 2: FBG Dutchie]
Red man, leg blam, head fare, dead man, dig man
Keep metal, keg man, leg shot, peg man, dead man
Scared man, dead man, toast a fresh for that bread man
Smoke his ass, headband, dead man, dead man, dead mans
Woo, how you comin'? How we comin', like really comin'?
We shootin' stars from St. Lawrence like we some comets
I'ma fuck your bitch she gon' suck my dick until she vomit
That's how I'm comin', when she cummin', I be cummin'
'Cause I'm thumbin' through it, and your ass a brewfurd
Up that Glicky on him, bet it get ya sitchy, huh, huh
Think he Bone Thugs, now your ass Bizzy, huh, huh
Shot a n***a in his mouth like he 50, yeah, yeah
Put a n***a on a poster like he missin', uh-huh

[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie]
I up this fifty on your ass, I have you runnin', huh, huh
Make you sick, I make you feel it in your stomach, huh, huh
Fuck your bitch and make her feel it in her stomach, huh, huh
That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', huh, huh
I caught your mans on the rebound, Andre Drummond, uh-huh
Put that bitch up in his mouth and had him humming, uh-huh
Shot that n***a in the leg, ain't no running, uh-huh
That's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', that's how I'm comin', uh-huh, huh
[Outro: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie]
How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh, huh
How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh, huh
How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh, huh
How you comin', huh, huh, how you comin', huh