Comma$

Yeah, sorry for the ruckus, but no group gonna top us Step out for some air 'cause we droppin' like corpses Better put me on, ruthless Dr. Dre shittin' bricks, make him stutter 'cause I'm lucid I'm the horsemen, they call me the rawest I'll put you in a motherfuckin' coffin My talkin', stuck in yo' noggin' like a motherfuckin' cough, then Profit, take 'em all out like I'm Robin (Yeah) off with your head, bruh Don't talk, poppin' off like the meds, bruh Limp walk Can't stop, on the run from the cops, bruh On a chase, do me dirty for some commas Dirty for some commas Stop this, stop this, baby, just stop this Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster Came from the sand, now my wrist like a faucet Needed a way out, so we found our only option Baby, don't pause this, only need to watch it Foot in the door with nada to fuckin' start with, shyuh! Bitch, I'm on gold, bitch, I'm on star Motorola phone with my busted-ass car Off with your head, bruh Don't talk, poppin' off like the meds, bruh Limp walk Can't stop, on the run from the cops, bruh On a chase do me dirty for some commas Dirty for some commas Off with your head, bruh Don't talk, poppin' off like the meds, bruh Limp walk Can't stop, on the run from the cops, bruh On a chase do me dirty for some commas Dirty for some commas What does it mean to me, baby? Need to leave lately The desert it too cagey Hunger been on the daily Picked up the pen, like, "How can you blame?" Saint Santi, bitch, that's the new name Sand in these veins, a dream to fly planes I need to regain the means to be sane, uh-uh I'm crazy, but, shit, that's fine Brothers in arms, they here to remind I'm reconfigured, raps is bigger Finger trigger, cash for dinner Need that money, sky too sunny Bumpin' buddy, dollars bloody, uh-uh With a black lens, I ain't ever lackin' Pull up with the back in Just to get some backends Finna heat the iron like a motherfuckin' blacksmith Tell her I ain't lyin' why you tryna catch me lackin'? Tell her I despise the way she motherfuckin' actin' I don't give a damn, spend a check on calamari And my salmon fuckin' blackened (nah) New place, new states Finna have a new Benz and big plates Maybe like a new bitch, like every other fuckin' day I hope to take my momma out the hood, and put her in a Wraith (Put her in a Wraith) in a Wraith Off with your head, bruh Don't talk, poppin' off like the meds, bruh Limp walk Can't stop, on the run from the cops, bruh On a chase do me dirty for some commas Dirty for some commas