Comma$

[00:03.92] Yeah, sorry for the ruckus, but no group gonna top us

[00:07.11] Step out for some air ‘cause we droppin’ like corpses

[00:10.30] Better put me on, ruthless

[00:12.16] Dr. Dre shittin’ bricks, make him stutter ‘cause I’m lucid

[00:15.35] I’m the horsemen, they call me the rawest

[00:16.94] I’ll put you in a mothafuckin’ coffin

[00:18.89] My talkin’ stuck in yo noggin’ like a mothafuckin’ cough

[00:21.81] Then, profit, take em all out like I’m Robin

[00:23.67] (Yeah) Off with your head, bruh

[00:25.80] Don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh

[00:27.66] Limp walk

[00:28.45] Can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh

[00:30.31] On a chase, do me dirty for some commas

[00:31.91] Dirty for some commas

[00:33.14] Stop this, stop this, baby just stop this

[00:35.53] Everybody know I’m a mothafuckin’ monster

[00:37.92] Came from the sand, now my wrist like a faucet

[00:40.31] Needed a way out, so we found our only option

[00:42.70] Baby don’t pause this, only needa watch it

[00:45.09] Foot in the door with nada to fuckin’ start with (yuh)

[00:49.34] Bitch I’m on gold, bitch I’m on star

[00:51.26] Motorola phone with my busted ass car

[00:52.59] (Yeah) Off with your head, bruh

[00:54.98] Don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh

[00:56.84] Limp walk

[00:57.37] Can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh

[00:58.96] On a chase do me dirty for some commas

[01:00.56] Dirty for some commas

[01:01.89] (Yeah) Off with your head, bruh

[01:04.54] Don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh

[01:06.40] Limp walk

[01:06.93] Can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh

[01:08.79] On a chase do me dirty for some commas

[01:10.92] Dirty for some commas

[01:11.98] What does it mean to me, baby?

[01:12.78] Need to leave lately

[01:14.11] The desert it too cagey

[01:15.17] Hunger been on the daily

[01:16.50] Picked up the pen, like how can you blame

[01:19.15] Saint Santi, bitch that’s the new name

[01:21.28] Sand in these veins, a dream to fly planes

[01:24.20] I need to regain the means to be sane (uh, uh)

[01:26.32] I’m crazy but shit that’s fine

[01:28.18] Brothers in arms, they here to remind

[01:30.84] I’m reconfigured, raps is bigger

[01:33.50] Finger trigger, cash for dinner

[01:35.62] Need that money, sky too sunny

[01:38.01] Bumpin’ buddy, dollars bloody (uh, uh)

[01:40.40] With a black lens, I ain’t ever lackin’

[01:42.79] Pull up with the back in, just to get some backends

[01:45.18] Finna heat the iron like a mothafuckin’ blacksmith

[01:47.31] Tell her I ain’t lyin’ why you tryna catch me lackin’?

[01:50.23] Tell her I despise the way she mothafuckin’ actin’

[01:52.09] I don’t give a damn, spend a check on calamari

[01:54.75] And my salmon fuckin’ blackened (Nah)

[01:55.81] New place, new states

[01:57.14] Finna have a new Benz and big plates

[01:59.26] Maybe like a new bitch, like every other fuckin’ day

[02:02.18] I hope to take my momma out the hood and put her in a Wraith

[02:03.78] (in a Wraith, in a Wraith)

[02:05.10] (Yeah) Off with your head, bruh

[02:06.96] Don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh

[02:08.56] Limp walk

[02:09.36] Can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh

[02:11.48] On a chase do me dirty for some commas

[02:13.34] Dirty for some commas