Chasing Commas
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
I got a vision like I'm Wanda, chasin' bands, though
I told that girl that she gotta let her mans go
Space coupe like Skywalker Saga, got the top down
She talkin' stupid to me, I said, "Baby, not now"
I looked at her and asked her why she actin' this way
She gave me the cold shoulder, she lookin' at his things
I said, "Why you still got that stuff? You gotta throw it out.
Big bands, big bands, that's how we rollin' now."
And we rollin' out in a Beamer
So much ice on me, I think I belong in a freezer
They been sleepin' on me so much 'cause I am a dreamer
I don't even care, just turn up the speakers
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
I'm a comma chaser, that's me
I been getting paper all day
And you know it's blue like in Rio
Shoot my shot, I ain't even have to reload
And it's like oh, you know the vibes
I'm like shawty where you tryna go tonight?
With me, that's how she gon' roll tonight
Right now I feel so alive
I'm just tryna chase these commas
She so fine, swear she a model
I love how she wobble
Going in full throttle, oh
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
I got a vision like I'm Wanda, chasin' bands, though
I told that girl that she gotta let her mans go
Space coupe like Skywalker Saga, got the top down
She talkin' stupid to me, I said, "Baby, not now"
I looked at her and asked her why she actin' this way
She gave me the cold shoulder, she lookin' at his things
I said, "Why you still got that stuff? You gotta throw it out.
Big bands, big bands, that's how we rollin' now."
And we rollin' out in a Beamer
So much ice on me, I think I belong in a freezer
They been sleepin' on me so much 'cause I am a dreamer
I don't even care, just turn up the speakers
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
I'm a comma chaser, that's me
I been getting paper all day
And you know it's blue like in Rio
Shoot my shot, I ain't even have to reload
And it's like oh, you know the vibes
I'm like shawty where you tryna go tonight?
With me, that's how she gon' roll tonight
Right now I feel so alive
I'm just tryna chase these commas
She so fine, swear she a model
I love how she wobble
Going in full throttle, oh
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
On the feet Balenciaga and jeans been Prada
Piped her, her sister and her mama, there wasn't no drama
Pull up to New York, milly rocker, then land of la la
I said, "Jack Cone, do you wanna start chasin' commas?"
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Writer(s): James Cone
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