This is a song about "Coming to you"

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

These bitches coming to us cos they helpless

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

You coming for life if you take me

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Add up to my standards if you keep coming with that bland shit

Yeah, we get this cabbage

You coming at me bitch

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

What the fuck makes you think i'll be coming to a stop with ya warning shot,

What's coming you can't prevent!

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

You don't know whats coming next

My god come before this bread

I'm coming at you under a false pretense, 'cause i have to pretend

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went