Commas Comin’

([?] on the beat)
([?] on the beat boi)

[Chorus]
All the commas comin', all the commas runnin’
You know that I'm a hunna I need my money counter
And your bitch up on me, I'm hotter than the sauna
And fuck yo momma, I’m getting to these commas
All the commas comin', all the commas runnin'
You know that I'm a hunna I need my money counter
And your bitch up on me, I'm hotter than the sauna
And fuck yo momma, I'm getting to these commas

[Verse]
And I'm on it, yeah yo bitch she on it
Yeah yo bitch she want it, I think she want it
All the commas comin', all the commas runnin’
You know that I’m one hunna I need my money counter
And yo bitch up on me, I'm hotter than the sauna
And fuck yo momma, I’m getting to these commas
Rockin' all designer, she bite like piranha, my Balenciaga my Balenicaga
She say that I'm a monster, I pull up to the casa/concert
Then I'm taking off of my spaceship, and I’m finna serve not basic
I'm smoking on gas like a station, I'm smoking on gas like a station
You just getting mad so you fakin', you just getting mad and you hatin', aye
I need the money to come in, to come in, yeah I need the commas to come in
All these bitches they runnin, they runnin cause yeah I did came up from nothing
Yeah I did came up from nothing, then I turn myself to something
Now I pull up and I'm stunting, got all these bitches blushing

[Chorus]
All the commas comin', all the commas runnin'
You know that I'm a hunna I need my money counter
And your bitch up on me, I'm hotter than the sauna
And fuck yo momma, I'm getting to these commas
All the commas comin', all the commas runnin'
You know that I'm a hunna I need my money counter
And your bitch up on me, I'm hotter than the sauna
And fuck yo momma, I'm getting to these commas