Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Commas, artist - OG Maco.
Date of issue: 13.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Commas |
He sound like Shawty Lo, on God |
Keep all that |
OG Mac |
Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch) |
Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Yeah, yeah) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Rrah) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Live life) |
Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch) |
Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Pussy boy) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Hoo) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Shit) |
I’m in this bitch like it’s tool time (Yeah, I am) |
Get your ass wet like it’s pool time (Grrah) |
Mountain of dope and I move mine |
Coca that’s white as a chalk line (Hoo) |
Nah, for real, though, you know what I’m sayin', we got that shit |
You know, you know, you know what’s goin' on |
Gon' step, gon' step, gon' step, you know what I’m sayin'? |
(No cap) |
One-two step like Ciara, bitch |
Yeah, yeah, bitch |
Eye on the prize and I’m hawkin' 'em (Yeah, I am) |
Follow the money, I’m stalkin' it (Damn) |
Roll through your city, I’m trolleying (Rrah) |
Back from the cop, it’s the body 'fit (Woo) |
Fraud as the rebels, they acknowledge it (Lil' bitch) |
Fill up his body with hollow tips (Hah) |
Jump a lil' bitch on his froggy shit (Damn) |
Jump a lil' bitch on his froggy shit (Yeah, yeah) |
Commas and shit, drum equipped (Count, count) |
Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Rrah) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Bitch) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Live life) |
Commas and shit, drum equipped (Hoo) |
Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Hoo) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Shit) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick |
Commas and shit (Racks) |
Pussy boy shoot with that drum on a bitch |
Back to back with them bullets, no llama, I spit |
It’s so big from the back, put a thumb in that shit |
In the coupe when I pull up, I’m swervin', you heard it |
When eatin', better not drop a crumb in this bitch |
Cartier, I see right through the fog in my lens |
Got like too many racks stuck to my jugular, bitch |
D sign a ho, ain’t no OVO |
Tryna ball, she can’t work me, no jumping ropes |
Fuck niggas trickin' for fun, active |
I’ma call the play just like I’m John Madden |
If he playin' broke, I play the sun, scratch him |
Hellcat, I got water like pond, no tap |
Take my hat off, known for what? |
Ain’t no cappin' |
When I up the fye, give me that money, I’m jackin' |
Money, I’m jackin' |
Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch) |
Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Yeah, yeah) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Rrah) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Live life) |
Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch) |
Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Pussy boy) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Hoo) |
Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Shit) |
I’m in this bitch like it’s tool time (Yeah, I am) |
Get your ass wet like it’s pool time (Grrah) |
Mountain of dope and I move mine |
Coca that’s white as a chalk line |
You know what the fuck goin' on |
No cap |
Hah, bitch |
Yeah, yeah |
Damn |
Grrah |
Hoo |
Lil' bitch |
Hah |
Damn |