I think I'm comin' down And your girl, she come around I ain't got no blind spots now With the money check I'ma run that out
My wrist on bling Yeah, that's my thing The phone go ring I pull some strings Never worried 'bout a rack Spend a bag and make it back You's a lame and that's a fact You be cappin', stay intact
Yeah, I think I'm comin' down (Down, down, down) I ain't got no blind spots now (Now, now, now)
(Run that out)
(Run that out)
Doin' that shit I can't believe Woke up on a hill with diamond teeth I don't wanna go, yeah Wrist turn to gold, yeah I see you stay or leave Gang in the back hit the pack with Febreeze, yeah I ain't never slow, yeah Pull up I'm out, yeah
Yeah, I think I'm comin' down And your girl, she come around I ain't got no blind spots now With the money check I'ma run that out Yeah, I think I'm comin' down And your girl, she come around I ain't got no blind spots now With the money check I'ma run that out
Yeah, I think I'm comin' down (Down, down, down) I ain't got no blind spots now (Now, now, now)
(Run that out)
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