Lyrics We Comin' (feat. Danny $pace & Baby Basile) - LnA Sound

Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really see something
Smoking on the gas you can smell me coming
Bitch I'm lit can't tell me nothing
Diamonds on my neck and know what it's bussin
Fucking with the gang then you know we coming
Fucking with me then you fucking with the gang
Fucking with space then fucking with the same
Only take my L's with an n and an a
Only get money I don't know no other way

Riding through the bay
I been on some real shit since the first day
Swerving out the lane
Could have put stick in the box but I left the stick sitting on the plane
Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really see something
Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really see something

Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really see something
Smoking on the gas you can smell me coming
Bitch I'm lit can't tell me nothing
Diamonds on my neck and know what it's bussin
Fucking with the gang then you know we coming
Fucking with me then you fucking with the gang
Fucking with space then fucking with the same
Only take my L's with an n and an a
Only get money I don't know no other way

Walk up in the club with a bag full of money
Bet your ass fat then you know I'm throwing something
Know you see me walk around you ain't never say nothing
When it come to the money ain't no discussion
I be running to the shit like a running back
Gotta keep on motherfucking just rushing
Rushing shots to the head concussion
Hop up out of bed get to busting
I be running to the shit like a running back
Gotta keep on motherfucking just rushing
Rushing shots to the head concussion
Hop up out of bed get to busting

Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really see something
Smoking on the gas you can smell me coming
Bitch I'm lit can't tell me nothing
Diamonds on my neck and know what it's bussin
Fucking with the gang then you know we coming
Fucking with me then you fucking with the gang
Fucking with space then fucking with the same
Only take my L's with an n and an a
Only get money I don't know no other way

Riding through the bay
I been on some real shit since the first day
Swerving out the lane
Could have put stick in the box but I left the stick sitting on the plane
I be running to the shit like a running back
Gotta keep on motherfucking just rushing
Rushing shots to the head concussion
Hop up out of bed get to busting
Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really see something