commas ft. arun Lyrics

I don't want any of the drama

I don't wanna read through any of the comments

I just wanna thumb, through some commas

You don't want a problem, keep it Dalai Lama

I found a way (A way)

You stay away (A way)

Bitch I might be coming for your mama

Pick her up and take her on the road like she lhana

This ain't a game ESPN

Bitch don't cross me like pedestrian

She a Spanish ting oh muy bien

Get a little drink and then we dance

Wait, wait

Look at her waist waist

That girl my taste, taste

I watch her wave, I watch her wave

Wait, wait

Look at her waist waist

That girl my taste, taste

I watch her wave, I watch her wave

Spending time working on it (Working on it)

Come on girl, put on in me (Put it on me)

This ain't no debate

You're swimming through my brain

I know your run game, you always know just what to say

Eye brows raised your way

Why you on display?

Hold up, now imma get you

Slowed down, just for the picture

Oh wow, she's got a mister

Oh wow, he gonna miss her

So don't tell me to

Wait, wait

Look at her waist waist

That girl my taste, taste

I watch her wave, I watch her wave

Wait, wait

Look at her waist waist

That girl my taste, taste

I watch her wave, I watch her wave