Commando
In the front row
But we came up from the back
Everybody know that we don't know how to act
When we in the city
Keep it litty
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
Yo, go ham
We get too insane
I swear none of you motherfuckers
Could fuck with me
It's my Jordan year
Nigga twenty-three
Run that town
Nineteen Usain
Bolt
When I come round come to halt
Why? Cause I fucking said so
I got's a M.O. fire and he quick to switch flows
Thought that you was on my level
Impossible
Platinum blonde
Way too on
Drink type strong
And they playing my song
It's bumping whole crowd jumping jumping
You know I do it like nothing nothing
Alexander be fucking the whole thing up man
Neverdead up this morning
Fuck with me nah
We some rock stars
You some basic bitches
Who out in the audience
Yo, you peep the flow and you go, whoa
This nigga put on a damn, show
He done came up out the, shadow
Guess what I heard he an, asshole
Rolling my weed in tobacco
Balls out commando
Round after round with the ammo
Fucking fire facts yo
It's funny the way they
All up on him
But it's cool cause they gone
Come morning
I'm diggin' this
Little agreement
Come through smoke fuck
Then gon' dip
Love a bad bitch with cray fat ass
Conceal carry cause like a bit of class
Weaponry on deck battle ship
I gotta potty mouth but I don't take shit
Like yo yo yo complicated
Talk big game and the plays be crazy
Ain't no question if I'll make it
No stressing I'm just demonstrating
Type a nigga who quick to get agitated
Bitch I wouldn't underestimate me
My flow can't be confiscated
Only level up I got obligations
Trips to the bank
Cause I'm stacking this paper
I got lots of listeners
Even more haters
They mad cause a nigga
Said he gonna make it
Now it's created
They feeling jaded
It's crazy
Not really
They up in they
Feelings
Couldn't give a fuck
On my psychopath silly
I'm a cold bitch
Keeping it chilly
Thought you fucking with him?
Nah I wouldn't think it
You peep the flow and you go, whoa
This nigga put on a damn, show
He done came up out the, shadow
Guess what I heard he an, asshole
Rolling my weed in tobacco
Balls out commando
Round after round with the ammo
Fucking fire facts yo
Best and ya know
You should stop hating ho
You could bet on me
Make it back threefold
Blunt, black, and bold
Can't be controlled
You know when he hit the stage
Leave the crowd on whoa
Mean with the flow
And he don't fit the mold
But ya still bumping
A nigga audio
Swerve on the roads
In the studio
But your car dead
I don't share my jumper cables
Like yo, you peep the flow and you go, whoa
This nigga put on a damn, show
He done came up out the, shadow
Guess what I heard he an, asshole
Rolling my weed in tobacco
Balls out commando
Round after round with the ammo
Fucking fire facts yo
In the front row
But we came up from the back
Everybody know that we don't know how to act
When we in the city
Keep it litty
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
But we came up from the back
Everybody know that we don't know how to act
When we in the city
Keep it litty
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
Yo, go ham
We get too insane
I swear none of you motherfuckers
Could fuck with me
It's my Jordan year
Nigga twenty-three
Run that town
Nineteen Usain
Bolt
When I come round come to halt
Why? Cause I fucking said so
I got's a M.O. fire and he quick to switch flows
Thought that you was on my level
Impossible
Platinum blonde
Way too on
Drink type strong
And they playing my song
It's bumping whole crowd jumping jumping
You know I do it like nothing nothing
Alexander be fucking the whole thing up man
Neverdead up this morning
Fuck with me nah
We some rock stars
You some basic bitches
Who out in the audience
Yo, you peep the flow and you go, whoa
This nigga put on a damn, show
He done came up out the, shadow
Guess what I heard he an, asshole
Rolling my weed in tobacco
Balls out commando
Round after round with the ammo
Fucking fire facts yo
It's funny the way they
All up on him
But it's cool cause they gone
Come morning
I'm diggin' this
Little agreement
Come through smoke fuck
Then gon' dip
Love a bad bitch with cray fat ass
Conceal carry cause like a bit of class
Weaponry on deck battle ship
I gotta potty mouth but I don't take shit
Like yo yo yo complicated
Talk big game and the plays be crazy
Ain't no question if I'll make it
No stressing I'm just demonstrating
Type a nigga who quick to get agitated
Bitch I wouldn't underestimate me
My flow can't be confiscated
Only level up I got obligations
Trips to the bank
Cause I'm stacking this paper
I got lots of listeners
Even more haters
They mad cause a nigga
Said he gonna make it
Now it's created
They feeling jaded
It's crazy
Not really
They up in they
Feelings
Couldn't give a fuck
On my psychopath silly
I'm a cold bitch
Keeping it chilly
Thought you fucking with him?
Nah I wouldn't think it
You peep the flow and you go, whoa
This nigga put on a damn, show
He done came up out the, shadow
Guess what I heard he an, asshole
Rolling my weed in tobacco
Balls out commando
Round after round with the ammo
Fucking fire facts yo
Best and ya know
You should stop hating ho
You could bet on me
Make it back threefold
Blunt, black, and bold
Can't be controlled
You know when he hit the stage
Leave the crowd on whoa
Mean with the flow
And he don't fit the mold
But ya still bumping
A nigga audio
Swerve on the roads
In the studio
But your car dead
I don't share my jumper cables
Like yo, you peep the flow and you go, whoa
This nigga put on a damn, show
He done came up out the, shadow
Guess what I heard he an, asshole
Rolling my weed in tobacco
Balls out commando
Round after round with the ammo
Fucking fire facts yo
In the front row
But we came up from the back
Everybody know that we don't know how to act
When we in the city
Keep it litty
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
Fucking with me
It's a fact
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Writer(s): Kory Pierre
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