Kommas

Kamo Talk yo shit Yeah Yea yeah Lighting up right now Yeah Whole lot of missed calls I just count that money when I'm pissed off Catch me getting blunted when we lift off Don't know how I made it here But I made it this far All these critics in my ear like let a nigga breathe Leave me lone I'm in my zone trying to smoke in peace Off this Zaza you get nada Not a piece of me Like what the fuxk is going on I need my energy Let the beat bleed on em' F*ck these niggas ain't no love I don't need none of them Ain't in the club Turing up I'm in a weed comma All I need is my weed and a lot of commas I just let that money pile up Bout' to go ahead and start a money tower I love that fucking sound from the money counter Spinning like a drum how that shit sounding I just let that money pile up Bout' to go ahead and start a money tower I love that fucking sound from the money counter Spinning like a drum how that shit sounding We gone f*ck the city up We gone burn it down When it's really up nigga ain't no running now Gotta get my commas get my digits ain't no turning Down For that money keep my choppa ima gun him down And you know I'm still rolling up them Russians I love the way that shit feel when I'm counting money Smoking on a big backwood this shit ain't funny 3 5 in a wood bitch I'm smoking 100s And if yo bitch in the back then she counting money Ion need to break her back she gone count it for me This exactly how it feel when you got some money But you got to watch yo back cause this shit ain't funny I just let that money pile up Bout' to go ahead and start a money tower I love that fucking sound from the money counter Spinning like a drum how that shit sounding I just let that money pile up Bout' to go ahead and start a money tower I love that fucking sound from the money counter Spinning like a drum how that shit sounding Bitch