Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Commotion , by - BamSavageRelease date: 07.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Commotion |
| Stick, hoo |
| Stick |
| God, hoo |
| Ayy |
| Ayy, today is the day with a life full of hate |
| Look at my face, all you see is disgrace |
| Come to my place and you’ll fuckin' relate |
| Livin' this life, ain’t no piece of the cake |
| Life is too fast to be slow in the race |
| They killin' us slowly, they takin' our place |
| Open your eyes and just have a lil' faith |
| Pause, crazy how the world’s into sins |
| Just so any rich, but innocence is not making sense |
| They got me fuckin' mad |
| They puttin' chemicals up in the fuckin' meat to fuck us up |
| Better grab the condom to shoot the gun |
| Got me sick in every city |
| You know I’m with a burner, yeah, you know I hold a glizzy (Ayy) |
| Green dot style, yeah, I hold a fifty |
| Shoot him dead, now you gone, poof, like a gypsy |
| I heard you sayin' send seven shots, then you miss me |
| When the cops pulled me over, threw the pack out like a Frisbee |
| I can call my ex, I can fuck her but it’s risky |
| Diamonds on my neck and so you know these diamonds drippy |
| Drippy, I fucked your ho on a six-speed |
| I fucked that bitch and she tipsy |
| Blue hundreds and my skin is ill, crispy |
| Real drip, nigga, no Zumies |
| I spent a hundred on Louis |
| Lil' bitch give me head in the Ksubi |
| You know that she want all my jewelry (Hoo, ayy) |
| Ayy, today is the day with a life full of hate |
| Look at my face, all you see is disgrace |
| Come to my place and you’ll fuckin' relate |
| Livin' this life, ain’t no piece of the cake |
| Life is too fast to be slow in the race |
| They killin' us slowly, they takin' our place |
| Open your eyes and just have a lil' faith |
| Pause, crazy how the world’s into sins |
| Just so any rich, but innocence is not making sense |
| They got me fuckin' mad |
| They puttin' chemicals up in the fuckin' meat to fuck us up |
| Better grab the condom to shoot the gun |
| Got me sick in every city |
| You know I’m with a burner, yeah, you know I hold a glizzy |
| Green dot style, yeah, I hold a fifty |
| Shoot him dead, now you gone, poof, like a gypsy |
| I heard you sayin' send seven shots, then you miss me |
| When the cops pulled me over, threw the pack out like a Frisbee |
| I can call my ex, I can fuck her but it’s risky |
| Diamonds on my neck and so you know these diamonds drippy |
| Drippy, I fucked your ho on a six-speed |
| I fucked that bitch and she tipsy |
| Motherfuckin' end, mmh-mmh |
| You think that’s enough? |