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It Keep Comin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Bin Bitty Run Da City
Length: 3:39
Written by: Bin Bitty, tyree aeriel




Bin Bitty Run Da City - It Keep Comin' Lyrics




Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running

Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running

Lay a hand on em nigga
And it's murda murda
Them police keep roaming around
Them boyz a still serve ya
Give a f*ck if dat bitch bad
Boy i still curve her
Niggaz talking
Till they see him
Now they getting nervous
You either running or you jogging
Why defeat purpose
On god on god nigga
No cap no flodge nigga
This no fucade nigga
F*ck around get robbed nigga
Robberys turn into homicide
Them boyz popping
Yea they popping
Know they ride da 5
I know he guaping
He ain't stopping
Till he not alive
I hit da dice game at 9
I ain't leave till 5
Probably lost a stack
I know how to get it back
Plug front me anything
He know I'm coming rightback
Gotta hustle
I'm hustler nigga
You ain't like dat
Took some zips
And broke it all down
Grind da whole pack
Catch me boogie down
Niggaz let hold dat
Nah you couldnt come around

I ain't fighting off my demons no more i let them niggaz in
Turnt a sin into a win that's a lite ten blew pass doing a buck something in a white Benz
If they Wit me they My Brothers i don't have friends told em once told em twice
Now it's a life bid something in this water like a nigga came from flint mich
Just how i bent that corner just how i bent this now i know how Kobe felt coming off
Dat bench kid what's popping I'm popping nigga been chasing a check got my foot on they neck
And nah i ain't miss a step uh this shit premeditated like i was thinking like ghost in certified
Give the the streets hope ready for combat grew up where it wasn't calm at where ya heart at
Hit da strip wit a gpack im moving all dat really off dat ahhhh

Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running
Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running
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Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running

Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running

Lay a hand on em nigga
And it's murda murda
Them police keep roaming around
Them boyz a still serve ya
Give a f*ck if dat bitch bad
Boy i still curve her
Niggaz talking
Till they see him
Now they getting nervous
You either running or you jogging
Why defeat purpose
On god on god nigga
No cap no flodge nigga
This no fucade nigga
F*ck around get robbed nigga
Robberys turn into homicide
Them boyz popping
Yea they popping
Know they ride da 5
I know he guaping
He ain't stopping
Till he not alive
I hit da dice game at 9
I ain't leave till 5
Probably lost a stack
I know how to get it back
Plug front me anything
He know I'm coming rightback
Gotta hustle
I'm hustler nigga
You ain't like dat
Took some zips
And broke it all down
Grind da whole pack
Catch me boogie down
Niggaz let hold dat
Nah you couldnt come around

I ain't fighting off my demons no more i let them niggaz in
Turnt a sin into a win that's a lite ten blew pass doing a buck something in a white Benz
If they Wit me they My Brothers i don't have friends told em once told em twice
Now it's a life bid something in this water like a nigga came from flint mich
Just how i bent that corner just how i bent this now i know how Kobe felt coming off
Dat bench kid what's popping I'm popping nigga been chasing a check got my foot on they neck
And nah i ain't miss a step uh this shit premeditated like i was thinking like ghost in certified
Give the the streets hope ready for combat grew up where it wasn't calm at where ya heart at
Hit da strip wit a gpack im moving all dat really off dat ahhhh

Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running
Hold up let me flex
Got my shit straight
Hold up just a sec
Let me demonstrate
All this cash keep coming coming coming coming
I ain't in to dat
If dat shit don't amount to nothing
He ain't jogging over there
Dat boy be running running
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Bin Bitty, tyree aeriel
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