Commas
I had to tell lil shorty don't sit on my foreign
All of that cappin on snap
Yeah yeah
Fuck up a check yeah I'm goin retarded
Smokin biscotti I'm leaning and nodding
Licking and touching on me I'm restarted
Gimme that brain get my soul out my body
I'm in the trap
Whipping the shit out that bitch
Get a whole lotta commas
Countin up bankroll
I been up in it since mornin lil bitch I'm a trapper
I had to tell lil shorty don't sit on my foreign
All of that cappin on Snap
It's my own label I wear on my back
Bang World bitch the logo tat
I ain't gon lie that Polo whack
I ain't gon cop it for less than a stack
Get it for me and my bitch that's a match
See why we gettin attached
Bitch I be fly like a terminal
Really get to it these niggas be sherm
All of my dogs they got money to burn
Put that foreign in sport you ain't in it I'm gone
Damier speedy that Louie for her
Guess that she like it she chewin me up
Yeah I been off it you do it I done it
Yeah I been eatin I need me a tums
Michelle Kwan charms
Bust down all my golds
Show me what you worth
First place throwing ones
Fast life I ain't slowin up
That gas jetfuel
Get it and go
Love a lil shorty that get the the dough
Fuck up a check yeah I'm goin retarded
Smokin biscotti I'm leaning and nodding
Licking and touching on me I'm restarted
Gimme that brain get my soul out my body
I'm in the trap
Whipping the shit out that bitch
Get a whole lotta commas
Countin up bank
I been up in it since mornin lil bitch I'm a trapper
I'ma just run up the bag wit my shorty
These niggas be moving like bitches
Finessing and flexin in all of these foreigns
The haters just eat up the drip
Soon as I pop out your bitch she be on it
Lil nigga I see why you mad
Niggas be talkin but this ain't no forum
I spin on em like a Blu ray
They hatin it's showing
Flexin I'm makin sick like Corona
Fuck is you on
Niggas be plotting I get it and go
Money keep flowin
Yo bitch she see it wan hop on my glow stick
I just be dripping in sauce
All of ya new shit look jus like my old shit
I just be flexin in foreigns
Pull up that engine be roaring
Pull up ya bitch she be gone
I feed ya bitch to the dogs
You cannot fuck wit my wolves
All of my niggas on go
Bitch my trap on boom
I run it up and I go
Fuck up a check yeah I'm goin retarded
Smokin biscotti I'm leaning and nodding
Licking and touching on me I'm restarted
Gimme that brain get my soul out my body
I'm in the trap
Whipping the shit out that bitch
Get a whole lotta commas
Countin up bankroll
I been up in it since mornin lil bitch I'm a trapper
All of that cappin on snap
Yeah yeah
Fuck up a check yeah I'm goin retarded
Smokin biscotti I'm leaning and nodding
Licking and touching on me I'm restarted
Gimme that brain get my soul out my body
I'm in the trap
Whipping the shit out that bitch
Get a whole lotta commas
Countin up bankroll
I been up in it since mornin lil bitch I'm a trapper
I had to tell lil shorty don't sit on my foreign
All of that cappin on Snap
It's my own label I wear on my back
Bang World bitch the logo tat
I ain't gon lie that Polo whack
I ain't gon cop it for less than a stack
Get it for me and my bitch that's a match
See why we gettin attached
Bitch I be fly like a terminal
Really get to it these niggas be sherm
All of my dogs they got money to burn
Put that foreign in sport you ain't in it I'm gone
Damier speedy that Louie for her
Guess that she like it she chewin me up
Yeah I been off it you do it I done it
Yeah I been eatin I need me a tums
Michelle Kwan charms
Bust down all my golds
Show me what you worth
First place throwing ones
Fast life I ain't slowin up
That gas jetfuel
Get it and go
Love a lil shorty that get the the dough
Fuck up a check yeah I'm goin retarded
Smokin biscotti I'm leaning and nodding
Licking and touching on me I'm restarted
Gimme that brain get my soul out my body
I'm in the trap
Whipping the shit out that bitch
Get a whole lotta commas
Countin up bank
I been up in it since mornin lil bitch I'm a trapper
I'ma just run up the bag wit my shorty
These niggas be moving like bitches
Finessing and flexin in all of these foreigns
The haters just eat up the drip
Soon as I pop out your bitch she be on it
Lil nigga I see why you mad
Niggas be talkin but this ain't no forum
I spin on em like a Blu ray
They hatin it's showing
Flexin I'm makin sick like Corona
Fuck is you on
Niggas be plotting I get it and go
Money keep flowin
Yo bitch she see it wan hop on my glow stick
I just be dripping in sauce
All of ya new shit look jus like my old shit
I just be flexin in foreigns
Pull up that engine be roaring
Pull up ya bitch she be gone
I feed ya bitch to the dogs
You cannot fuck wit my wolves
All of my niggas on go
Bitch my trap on boom
I run it up and I go
Fuck up a check yeah I'm goin retarded
Smokin biscotti I'm leaning and nodding
Licking and touching on me I'm restarted
Gimme that brain get my soul out my body
I'm in the trap
Whipping the shit out that bitch
Get a whole lotta commas
Countin up bankroll
I been up in it since mornin lil bitch I'm a trapper
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Writer(s): Colin Jackman
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