Commas (feat. Kin)
Mason Dane
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I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah Yeah i pull off in the private i fly with the birds Pull up we shooting like Stephen you know i go home with a third Tryna finesse me i'm kicking your ass to the curb Bros hit my line cos they needing that four of the syrup Just copped the foreign now i'm feeling i want the wraith Crossing the borders you know i head straight to the bay Back to the lobby and i'm with your girl tell me she wanna stay I had some brothers who switched up who said they wont change G59 is covering my eyes yeah When it comes down to it who gon' slide yeah Who'll be down with me for life yeah She like rodeo she wanna ride yeah In the lobby know i'm kicking through the doors Please don't hit my line my brother you don't want no war yeah Cooling on my side we on the shore yeah Swear i know myself when i pour up a four yeah I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah Who the f*ck wanna diss Bottle full of Cris Gassed up hit the shift Shop Raf never thrift Clowning me well this is it Got shooters i just throw assists Few Insta clicks and she the shit Well who the fucks this groupie bitch Could give a f*ck about your clique Toronto seasoned wrist, mix with Balenciaga fit Keep talking shit we’ll leave you dissed Leave you split, we that shit Who that boy that rent the Ritz New Lambo toys with mango tints James Franco rich with Flacko fits Quiet creeps and freaks and crits Strictly Jeeps i plead the fifth A bitch that Breezy couldn’t hit A shot that Beasley couldn’t swish Rap shit's easy making hits Not 'bout commas you're dismissed Go talk that shit we run the blitz cause I'm bout bank roll they know commas' it Best one out bitch don’t misquote Paid off mansions just in notes Laid on pavement if they tote Throw shade my way but they still broke Stupid bitch who did you think it was We drop bombs like Boston in Bentley cars Don’t know who the f*ck or when or why it was But emphasising flaws is just a dying cause I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah I don't wanna talk unless it's 'bout the commas yeah I don't wanna talk unless we in Bahamas yeah
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Written by: Mason Dewhirst
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