Lyrics Commas - Kin , Mason Dane

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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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