Commando
I be thinkin' fast, feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
I be thinkin' fast, feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
Jose cuervo with the Drakko, let that nigga have it
30 Rounds spit out that drum and now they call him patches
RIP to any hater o'ma fuckin savage
I keep the p'z and dirty strap under my fuckin mattress
Oh she really say she love me, she'a fuckin actress
That shit be heavy on my mind I need some fuckin aspirin
Pistol heavy in ma jeans so it keep em sagging
Feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
I be thinkin' fast, feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
I be thinkin' fast, feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
Jose cuervo with the Drakko, let that nigga have it
30 Rounds spit out that drum and now they call him patches
RIP to any hater o'ma fuckin savage
I keep the p'z and dirty strap under my fuckin mattress
Oh she really say she love me, she'a fuckin actress
That shit be heavy on my mind I need some fuckin aspirin
Pistol heavy in ma jeans so it keep em sagging
Feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
I be thinkin' fast, feel like commando for the bandz though I can do the math
Roll up a blunt kick up ma feet man I be smokin' gas
You owe don't pay spray at yo face there will be no open casket
Ah could make yo hoe disappear and now she work at Magic
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Writer(s): Alex Johnson
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