[Lyric] Commas (Hoosh)

Like come on
I need air oh i’m gasping momma
Run up
Run this cash
I’ma run this cash up
We want commas
I need air yo
What’s the deal yo
What’s the cover
Yea, yea, yea

Bet it feel good knowing karma put some commas in our pockets like
Is it common to be common yea
I ain’t into comments
No I cop a couple bottles just to promise uh
That we don’t have no problems yea
Pardon me the part of me that parties hates that part of me that doesn’t oh
They always into something
I just hope the better of them win so I can move on
Cause honestly i’m buzzing
It seems
You think you know me but what am I showing yеa
Right now I’m out of my head
And
These scеnes
We see
I swear they’ll write a movie bout’ it
And i’m on my way like

Come on
I need air oh i’m gasping momma
Run up
Run this cash
I’ma run this cash up
We want commas
I need air yo
What’s the deal yo?
What’s the cover?
Yea, yea, yea

Repasado out the bottle
Lord I found myself a model
Thought the Uber was a Tahoe
How we make it here
Stomach running kinda hollow
All the alcohol I swallow
Got me thinking that tomorrow’s gonna interfere
With a lot of shit I gotta get on top of
But in honor of my niggas
Figures drinks gon need some top off
We’ve been through so much this year but
Ain’t shit stopping not a nigga that I walk with
I see
Me and my homies
Real and dem only yea
Here to keep me at pace
And
It seems
You got
Me fucked up I ain’t new to clouting
And I’m on my way like

Come on
I need air oh i’m gasping momma
Run up
Run this cash
I’ma run this cash up
We want commas
I need air yo
What’s the deal yo?
What’s the cover?
Yea, yea, yea