Lyrics Commas - Luxury Tax

Commas - Luxury Tax
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Date of issue: 15.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Commas

Dropped out of school, got tired of makin' honor roll
Never been too far, knew I’d go Geronimo
My momma always said, «Boy, stay out the drama zone»
Since you gon' die alone, just make sure that your commas long
Miami waves, summer shade, couple Escapades
You never seen a Wraith, been in a Wraith, stay in your lane
My foes got me, his friend told me «Money ain’t everything»
Threw on my tennis chains, it brightened up my rainy days
I’m talking' Californication, she just jumped in the deep end
Better translation, that molly got her geekin'
A good vacation, got her listenin' to The Weeknd
The drugs outdated, looked in the sky, I seen a penguin
Threw couple racks at Nina’s, bought her shoes for no reasons
She pour my cup, she rolled me up, here for the right reasons
Three hoes want me to freak show
Leanin', tweakin', had to grab my pistol, check the peephole
Don’t trust a soul, that’s what you reach for
I knew back then we wasn’t equal
Learn from out mistakes, I took care of the wrong people
Bitch would leave with everything, you start showin' her that you need her
I said Supreme, everything, double C on both sneakers
Dropped out of school, got tired of makin' honor roll
Never been too far, knew I’d go Geronimo
My momma always said, «Boy, stay out the drama zone»
Since you gon' die alone, just make sure that your commas long
Miami waves, summer shade, couple Escapades
You never seen a Wraith, been in a Wraith, stay in your lane
My foes got me, his friend told me «Money ain’t everything»
Threw on my tennis chains, it brightened up my rainy days
Bitch, I’m stylin', Jon Cage
Taste of money from my juggs, that’s a fair exchange
I been surrounded by them thugs, know they gang bang
I been surrounded by them plugs and the same thing
Activis, losses I ain’t ever gon' get back
Blue jeans, so much it’s swag, keep goin' back
Dropped out of, sixteen, said, «PeaceP to the teacher, ain’t never goin' back
Head up my ass, gotta get back to stackin' them stacks
Presidential Rollie, that’s a dough boy dream
The only this is mad because I’m livin' my dream
Man, because I’m winnin' like I’m Charlie Sheen
Takin' beans to the extreme, goin' big things
Dropped out of school, got tired of makin' honor roll
Never been too far, knew I’d go Geronimo
My momma always said, «Boy, stay out the drama zone»
Since you gon' die alone, just make sure that your commas long
Miami waves, summer shade, couple Escapades
You never seen a Wraith, been in a Wraith, stay in your lane
My foes got me, his friend told me «Money ain’t everything»
Threw on my tennis chains, it brightened up my rainy days

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