Billboard Hitmakers - Goin In lyrics

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Billboard Hitmakers - Goin In lyrics

[Hook] I will never ever switch I stopped and watch 'em take a pic I put some icing on my wrist My Forgiato blowing kisses I hit the club and threw a 10 She know I know I'm goin' in Got Tom Ford on my lens A Don Juan like a pimp, b**h [Verse 1] Got 60 shows a n***a goin' in They sent me to front with a back end World tour, I'm picking up a 10 We run up that sack when they pack in You wanna send it, better mail it straight I could show you, let me demonstrate Saran wrap it like a dinner plate You got the truck and I'mma check the date Get there early, not a minute late Bust it open, smoke it, meditate That lean is something I can never waste That Iley Miley got a bitter taste We been pouring syrup in a Minute Maid [?], we got plenty K's We blow this sh** up, we the renegade I bought a house and then went renovate it My side b**h wanna have a baby I f** her good and give her penetration We f**ing smoking, we need ventilation I'm rocking ice, a n***a really skating I'm rapping focused, n***a dedicated I brought the show, look like a masquerade Shut this sh** down like the Central Station [Hook] I will never ever switch I stopped and watch 'em take a pic I put some icing on my wrist My Forgiato blowing kisses I hit the club and threw a 10 She know I know I'm goin' in Got Tom Ford on my lens A Don Juan like a pimp, b**h [Verse 2] I know, I know, I know, I know I'm goin' I know, I know, I know I keep 'em flowing [?], now I speak influence I'm a boss, I got a strong influence I went got my chance, I'm a opportunist I tuck the Glock, n***a not the Ruger Got 30 shots and n***a I'm the shooter I put my j**elry in a f**ing cooler I whipped the Benz and then I whipped the Beamer I told her pick my clothes She walk into it like a ballerina She bad as f**, a n***a barely see her She shop at Houston in the Galleria I send her once inside the Beverly Hills She try

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