Commotion

A nigga squint his eyes at five percent we gon hop out, exchange If Circumstances was the what they was would you love me the same A nigga flare his nose up and die, how could I be the blame Lil crodie that's my nigga, call em twin cause we both share pain A nigga flare his nose up and die like how you a victim Argue with my bitch trynna explain why I liked a picture Young, having it and hella turnt what its really bout Knew I was a star when white hoes pull they titty's out Don't know shit about no fucking soul train, lil bro boogie down I used to think that deebo was tripping, but I get em now As a kid to be honest never changed still the same man I hop out do my dougie lil bro do the same dance Who that in that car? Oh I'm trippin that's gang n nem Pay attention you can almost see the change in them Tough niggas die and drink beer we don't hang with them I'm steady bumping head with ugly cuh But that's still my twin I'm out here driving boats with the bitches Homies sipping tris Skeleethe keep on asking why I'm mean Cause you not my bitch Yo baby daddy dirty playing madden at do dirty house Bang the eight I bet I skate like roll bounce This bitch love her nigga But I cracked cause I had my doubts I'm off the eight its still plastic on grandma couch That bullshit don't say twenty-eight then that's not no ounce Aye aye aye what's all that fuckin commotion about Bang the eight I bet I skate like roll bounce This bitch love her nigga But I cracked cause I had my doubts I'm off the eight its still plastic on grandmas couch That bullshit don't say twenty-eight then that's not no ounce Aye aye aye what's all that fuckin commotion about Aye aye aye what's all that fuckin commotion about Aye aye aye what's all that fuckin commotion about Aye aye aye what's all that fuckin commotion about