Lyrics:
I'm going up I'm feeling numb
I'm living up while I'm young
Shawty let's go dumb yeah
She said "let's go"
Shawty fuck it up & get these commas yeah
with the shits, plotting all of my interests
(I make a diorama, watch it grow into commas)
I'm really with the shits, plotting all of my interests
(I
the summer
I just want them comma’s
I just want them comma's
My trap doin numbers
My trap doin numbers
All this precious ice, got me freezing in the summer
I
in the summer
I just want them comma's
I just want them comma's
My trap doin numbers
My trap doin numbers
All this precious ice, got me freezing in
okay
Countin' so many commas my way
Know you wanna leave but your heart wanna stay (okay)
Had the double bitches, I don't want no dates (oh, yeah,
Fuckin' on that bitch and her mama (Mama)
Fuckin' on these hoes cus I wanna (Wanna)
Countin' up all of these commas (Commas)
Fuckin' up all of these
Kirts
I come thru stay focused
No more hands on my shoulders
Man fuck what he told ya
Ima stand man scrolja
One man band man told ya
Commas
that war shit get sum commas I'm talkin bout comma on comma on comma
I do this shit for my son and my daughter yeah yeah
Respect few trust none got big
Most respect to those that can write a check
I am blessed to be as I inhale the air I breathe
Success and nothing less for me
No dramas, Just commas
She wanna be my baby mama
On that p she spit like a llama
She a freak when she lookin at the commas
She take it off skinny dipping in bahama
She
Thas on citas
Thas on Mommas
I gotta chase the bread
I gotta get the commas
Thas on citas
Thas on Mommas
I gotta chase the bread
I gotta get
the power the commas the cheese
Flex cause I gotta these niggas plotting on my dollas
They tryna get hands on my green
I gotta get my cut I got what I need
tryna fuck
Young nigga from the bay stacking Commas up
Young nigga from the bay stacking Commas up
I don’t want your love I’m just tryna fuck
I don’t want
her
Oohwee, uh huh
Lookin' at lil' mama
She ain't bout' no drama
She about making them comma's
Them comma's
And she just kick it with me (aye)
She ain't
a long night, hey
Wishing you would teleport to me
I'm wishing I could focus, hey
The money got me blinded, I see
Nothing but the commas, but the commas
I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah
I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah
I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas
Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by
Dollars dollars I need commas
Million dollar dreams
I sleep in Prada
AP shining pop my collar
Gucci suit couple thousand dollars
See the hate feel
got the music them hoes moving to
Diamonds dancing like Rihanna when we bumn through (aye)
Commas after all them commas need it asap
Commas after all
want to know who I'm hitting
All I care about is comma's
And I all I want to do is live
We gone pop out
Straight to the top no limits
Phil Collins feel
line right here
Know it's kind wordy I'mma make things clear
It says we own your soul for the next two years
Hope a couple commas can erase your fears.
She bout to send me a pic pic
She know I'm stacking them dollars
You know I came with the drip drip
Stacking up all of these commas
Looking like I
a chance like vic
Thank mick cuz the water i sip pure agua agua
Everybody want those commas commas
Everybody want those comma, comma
Everybody is a lil
every night
Make sure that he treat you right
Comma comma in my bank account
Yea i add more zeros
Stop fucking w/ that lame ass nigga right there he
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