Chasin' Commas Lyrics

Nigga, the reason I look like this coz I took some risks

Huh, COQ, first, nigga

Yeah

Serve a nigga in Louis bitch I'm wearing designer clothes

Huh, bitch I'm wearing designer clothes

Fuck nigga

I'm wearing designer clothes serve a nigga wearing some Louis

You can't be acting boujee with us, come inside shake some booty

These niggas always got sum to say, but ain't never gone say it to me

She knows I get it gone, that's why she let me put that dick in her stomach

These niggas be chasing hoes, E the 1st you know I'm only chasing commas

I still get bins from the USA

Baby come outside that's me in the GLA

Ion care if it's real or fake bae I just wanna know how it feels

Couldn't care less bout your face

Everyday I pray that I beat my case

They keep asking what I got in my bag

Some pape and meds

Real street nigga they say I'm good at rapping, your bitch say I'm better in bed

Every time I see the gang throw the hood up and say get some bread

Fiend for the drank got me posting on insta like who got some red

Every time I go back to my city shiesty mask on

Pulled my pants down on this hoe she like it's mad long

Crypto currencies on my smartphone

Ringtone going nuts on my trap phone

Plug threw them packs at me coz he knows I get it gone

Give that boy that method homie make ten thousand on the phone

I started getting money in my city them boys got angry

I ain't even lotion her she already taking off her panties

I know why they mad, it's coz I'm gettin' it and I'm fucking their bitches

I be in the streets, road running gettin' it off quickly

Trust, Nigga

First

Never last, COQ nigga

Road runner music, drug music

All that shit nigga, can never be me