Commas

Like come on

I need air oh I'm gasping momma

Run up

Run this cash

I'ma run this cash up

We want commas

I need air yo

What's the deal yo

What's the cover

Yea, yea, yea

Bet it feel good knowing karma put some commas in our pockets like,

is it common to be common yea

I ain't into comments

No I cop a couple bottles just to promise uh

That we don't have no problems yea

Pardon me the part of me that parties hates that part of me that doesn't oh

They always into something

I just hope the better of them win so I can move on

Cause honestly I'm buzzing

It seems

You think you know me but what am I showing yea

Right now I'm out of my head

And

These scenes

We see

I swear they'll write a movie bout' it

And I'm on my way like

Come on

I need air oh I'm gasping momma

Run up

Run this cash

I'ma run this cash up

We want commas

I need air yo

What's the deal yo?

What's the cover?

Yea, yea, yea

Repasado out the bottle

Lord I found myself a model

Thought the Uber was a Tahoe

How we make it here

Stomach running kinda hollow

All the alcohol I swallow

Got me thinking that tomorrow's gonna interfere

With a lot of shit I gotta get on top of

But in honor of my niggas

Figures drinks gon need some top off

We've been through so much this year but

Ain't shit stopping not a nigga that I walk with

I see

Me and my homies

Real and dem only yea

Here to keep me at pace

And

It seems

You got

Me fνcked up I ain't new to clouting

And I'm on my way like

Come on

I need air oh I'm gasping momma

Run up

Run this cash

I'ma run this cash up

We want commas

I need air yo

What's the deal yo?

What's the cover?

Yea, yea, yea