commas ft. Caliyon Lyrics

Mama said she want a mill on the table

Told her "I'mma get that bag and make us stable"

And we finna cut him off like a cable

Talking on the gang, we leave his ass unstable

Yeah, told that nigga he don't want no drama

Up my llama, send him to The Father

Kick that nigga in his chest, "This is Sparta"

Fuck the karma, chasing all these commas

Spin around with the AK, he's a goner

You ain't my partner, no "Mí casa, su casa"

Make ya bitch hit them high notes like it's opera

Nigga, ha-ha, she off a fifth of vodka

Now she be popping a seven like a drama

And you know that me and Vy, we counting commas

We be out overseas in some villas

And the squad got they macs like it's Miller

Bitch, I'm pulling out the lot like an Autobot

Pull up in Mercedes while your boyfriend in a pram

Upgraded my status, now I count designer bands

Feel like Mickey Mouse, put white diamonds all up on my hands

Finna make him sky high like he Peter Pan

How you gonna talk shit? You still piss the bed

I be counting up

You don't want nothing to do with my mans

Bitch, I'm counting up, bitch, I fell in love

What the fuck he say? I "don't know the game"

Why you spreading lies on my fucking name?

If time is money, why your money hella late?