Just Commas - Songtext
von K!ng Kat

Came from the bottom I can′t go back
Money keep callin' I′m chasin' that stack
Diamonds they hittin' they glow when it′s black
Fuck all the fake shit I′m spittin' straight facts

I don′t want drama I just want commas
Stackin' my money it look like a saga
Rollie don′t tick but it shine when I'm movin′
Foreign car slide hit the gas and I'm cruisin'

Shawty keep textin′ she know that I′m next
I just want checks I don't care ′bout the rest
No love in my city they hate when you win
But I'll never fold I was built for the spin

Racks in my pocket it don′t even fold
Balenciaga steppin' I′m walkin' on gold
Shawty be choosin' she playin′ her role
I′m all 'bout the money can′t trip on no soul


Commas on commas I'm lovin′ the math
New coupe slide when I step on the gas
Ice on my neck it be freezin' the glass
I live in the moment I′m built to outlast

I don't want drama I just want commas
Stackin' my money it look like a saga
Rollie don′t tick but it shine when I′m movin'
Foreign car slide hit the gas and I′m cruisin'

All of these hundreds they fall out my jeans
Shawty look good but the bag in between
I′m stayin' low key I don′t care for the scene
But money keep flowin' it come like a stream

Wrist on froze that's a quarter to flex
Balenciaga jacket it cover my chest
Foreign car slide put the pedal on stress
I′m countin′ these checks while she sendin' a text

I don′t want no drama
Just-just commas
No drama just commas

Just commas
No drama just commas
Woo commas


Came from the bottom I can't go back
Money keep callin′ I'm chasin′ that stack
Diamonds they hittin' they glow when it's black
Fuck all the fake shit I′m spittin′ straight facts

I don't want drama I just want commas
Stackin′ my money it look like a saga
Rollie don't tick but it shine when I′m movin'
Foreign car slide hit the gas and I′m cruisin'

Shawty keep textin' she know that I′m next
I just want checks I don′t care 'bout the rest
No love in my city they hate when you win
But I′ll never fold I was built for the spin (yo)

Racks in my pocket it don't even fold
Balenciaga steppin′ I'm walkin′ on gold
Shawty be choosin' she playin' her role
I′m all ′bout the money can't trip on no soul

Commas on commas I′m lovin' the math
New coupe slide when I step on the gas
Ice on my neck it be freezin′ the glass
I live in the moment I'm built to outlast (yo)

Came from the bottom I can′t go back
Money keep callin' I'm chasin′ that stack
Diamonds they hittin′ they glow when it's black
I don′t want drama