Commas
Lyrics
Yeah
Shoutout my brother MK, Jay Que, Mostafa
We in this thang
Yeah
I was down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them hol up
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
I gotta cop a new crib for my momma
Bless the whole family
That’s Brittany and Tonya
You know EXP
Death over dishonor
They slept on me
Now I toy wit em
Tonka
I gotta give em
A piece of this karma
Fuck you
You not one that I’m fond of
I need a ride or die bitch
Like Lafonda
Someone that’s low key
And not with the drama
Cop me a crib in Malibu wit Sandra
Get me a lil head up in the traffic
My bitch she bad fenty on her chapstick
If EXP pen'd the shit
Then the shit magic
Your favorite rapper
I leave em in a caskets
End of the year I’ll have six figure taxes
Family on road and the gang living lavish
I was down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them hol up
Rags to riches
Know you see the designs
I made my commas
Stacking nickels and dimes
So
You can’t be wasting my time
I can’t keep them waiting
They waiting in line
Woah
Remember this looked like a reach?
Mm
Now my name fill up the seats
Mm
Remember they used to say shhhh
Now all I’m hearing is sheesh
Now I’m hearing is please
Slice can I please get a piece?
But
I’ve got no time for a leech
Took a look at my books
And I’m booked up for weeks
Oooooh
No can do
I’m acting brand new
Cuz I’m a big deal
I’m a brand name
And a brand too
Like Raven
The vision was blatant
Seen myself on the throne
I heard they was hating
Like I said
I’m a raven
So I ran through the zone
Tantrum how they kick it too close
Samsung how they blow up my phone
They ring the alarm
They won’t leave me alone
But I’m changing my number
So talk to the tone
I was down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them hol up
Yeah
Shoutout my brother MK, Jay Que, Mostafa
We in this thang
Yeah
I was down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them hol up
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
I gotta cop a new crib for my momma
Bless the whole family
That’s Brittany and Tonya
You know EXP
Death over dishonor
They slept on me
Now I toy wit em
Tonka
I gotta give em
A piece of this karma
Fuck you
You not one that I’m fond of
I need a ride or die bitch
Like Lafonda
Someone that’s low key
And not with the drama
Cop me a crib in Malibu wit Sandra
Get me a lil head up in the traffic
My bitch she bad fenty on her chapstick
If EXP pen'd the shit
Then the shit magic
Your favorite rapper
I leave em in a caskets
End of the year I’ll have six figure taxes
Family on road and the gang living lavish
I was down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them hol up
Rags to riches
Know you see the designs
I made my commas
Stacking nickels and dimes
So
You can’t be wasting my time
I can’t keep them waiting
They waiting in line
Woah
Remember this looked like a reach?
Mm
Now my name fill up the seats
Mm
Remember they used to say shhhh
Now all I’m hearing is sheesh
Now I’m hearing is please
Slice can I please get a piece?
But
I’ve got no time for a leech
Took a look at my books
And I’m booked up for weeks
Oooooh
No can do
I’m acting brand new
Cuz I’m a big deal
I’m a brand name
And a brand too
Like Raven
The vision was blatant
Seen myself on the throne
I heard they was hating
Like I said
I’m a raven
So I ran through the zone
Tantrum how they kick it too close
Samsung how they blow up my phone
They ring the alarm
They won’t leave me alone
But I’m changing my number
So talk to the tone
I was down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them commas
Down on my luck now I’m up
How ironic
Bitches be claiming they love me be honest
I ain’t got time for the fuck shit I promise
Don’t talk to me if it ain’t bout them hol up
Writer(s): Dayon Greene, Opeyemi Owoeye
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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