Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Commission, artist - Neek BucksDate of issue: 21.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Commission |
| If you ain’t one of mine, I ain’t fuckin' with you niggas |
| I’m still posted in the trenches with the drip that’s sendin' hitters |
| Not to mention my niggas been in commission for a minute |
| Talkin' bread was your intentions |
| You ain’t gang, you ain’t my nigga |
| Talkin' 'bout touchin' mine like, «Pull the trigger, that boy finished» |
| If you tuck in my trill, that boy a million dollar nigga |
| Yeah, we still in the field, a nigga playin', we gon' hit 'em |
| Them my niggas for real |
| Yeah, H4 we in the building |
| Lot of gang shit, gang |
| I will never testify |
| How the fuck am I gon' ever look my brothers in the eye? |
| And they got my lil' nigga, I’m screamin' «fuck the other side» |
| Still a nigga momma cry |
| I been dreamin' homicide |
| Get some work and hit the road |
| It’s so much love for my niggas |
| That nigga Banko killed like 50 since he touched, that’s my nigga |
| And I’m involved in any tension that’s involvin' my niggas |
| When they was broke, shit, I was broke |
| And I was starvin' right with 'em |
| Lot of gang shit |
| Kinda far ahead from all the shit that you on |
| Just been jumpin' out that foreign in that new Saint Laurent |
| And got your bitch all on my dick, I asked her what shoes she want |
| I gotta do it 'cause these niggas want me broke and not on |
| I gotta ball, baby |
| No foldin' up, I’m standin' tall, baby |
| We left them out, we brought the small 80 |
| Ay, fuck them bitches, dog, they all shady |
| Gang |
| A lot of gang shit |
| All this sucker shit, I just been standin' above |
| Different bucket 'round this time, shit, we ain’t showin' no love |
| Spent some time away from the homies, I been focusin' up |
| And got some bitches in the talkin' 'bout openin' up |
| If you ain’t one of mine, I ain’t fuckin' with you niggas |
| I’m still posted in the trenches with the drip that’s sendin' hitters |
| Not to mention my niggas been in commission for a minute |
| Talkin' bread was your intentions |
| You ain’t gang, you ain’t my nigga |
| Talkin' 'bout touchin' mine like, «Pull the trigger, that boy finished» |
| If you tuck in my trill, that boy a million dollar nigga |
| Yeah, we still in the field, a nigga playin', we gon' hit 'em |
| Them my niggas for real |
| Yeah, H4 we in the building |
| Lot of gang shit |
| If you ain’t one of mine, I ain’t fuckin' with you niggas |
| I’m still posted in the trenches with the drip that’s sendin' hitters |
| Not to mention my niggas been in commission for a minute |
| Talkin' bread was your intentions |
| You ain’t gang, you ain’t my nigga |
| Talkin' 'bout touchin' mine like, «Pull the trigger, that boy finished» |
| If you tuck in my trill, that boy a million dollar nigga |
| Yeah, we still in the field, a nigga playin', we gon' hit 'em |
| Them my niggas for real |
| Yeah, H4 we in the building |
| Lot of gang shit |
| Not done |