What's the commotion?
Left for a minute, y'all still don't got motion
Me and my bro did
We getting money, you cannot stop it
You a hating bitch, you mad we poppin
We finna blow up like a rocket
Yeah, this bitch she hella toxic
But she bad I think she gothic
Dior shades my go to optic
Yeah, that's too much bread
But I got habits, I'm gonna spend
All I see is red
Yeah, they think I'm ed, cause I got voices in my head
Bitch, you keep on hatin, but I'm 20 steps ahead
Yeah, you don't get it
You don't get it like I do
Got expensive shoes on my feet in my room
You keep on chattin, get left in a tomb
Started some bullshit, but you have no clue
You better check hidden meanings
Big ass AP on me gleamin
We not the same, what you seein?
What's the commotion?
Left for a minute, y'all still don't got motion
Me and my bro did
We getting money, you cannot stop it
You a hating bitch, you mad we poppin
We finna blow up like a rocket
Yeah, this bitch she hella toxic
But she bad I think she gothic
Dior shades my go to optic
Yeah, that's too much bread
But I got habits, I'm gonna spend
All I see is red
Yeah, they think I'm ed, cause I got voices in my head
In my head, yeah, they talking to me
Bitch, this ain't no game, this ain't Call of Duty
Why you all up on my meat, yeah, you hella fruity
Different diamonds every day, my life like a movie
AyeGS - Commotion Lyrics
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What's the commotion?
Left for a minute, y'all still don't got motion
Me and my bro did
We getting money, you cannot stop it
You a hating bitch, you mad we poppin
We finna blow up like a rocket
Yeah, this bitch she hella toxic
But she bad I think she gothic
Dior shades my go to optic
Yeah, that's too much bread
But I got habits, I'm gonna spend
All I see is red
Yeah, they think I'm ed, cause I got voices in my head
Bitch, you keep on hatin, but I'm 20 steps ahead
Yeah, you don't get it
You don't get it like I do
Got expensive shoes on my feet in my room
You keep on chattin, get left in a tomb
Started some bullshit, but you have no clue
You better check hidden meanings
Big ass AP on me gleamin
We not the same, what you seein?
What's the commotion?
Left for a minute, y'all still don't got motion
Me and my bro did
We getting money, you cannot stop it
You a hating bitch, you mad we poppin
We finna blow up like a rocket
Yeah, this bitch she hella toxic
But she bad I think she gothic
Dior shades my go to optic
Yeah, that's too much bread
But I got habits, I'm gonna spend
All I see is red
Yeah, they think I'm ed, cause I got voices in my head
In my head, yeah, they talking to me
Bitch, this ain't no game, this ain't Call of Duty
Why you all up on my meat, yeah, you hella fruity
Different diamonds every day, my life like a movie
Left for a minute, y'all still don't got motion
Me and my bro did
We getting money, you cannot stop it
You a hating bitch, you mad we poppin
We finna blow up like a rocket
Yeah, this bitch she hella toxic
But she bad I think she gothic
Dior shades my go to optic
Yeah, that's too much bread
But I got habits, I'm gonna spend
All I see is red
Yeah, they think I'm ed, cause I got voices in my head
Bitch, you keep on hatin, but I'm 20 steps ahead
Yeah, you don't get it
You don't get it like I do
Got expensive shoes on my feet in my room
You keep on chattin, get left in a tomb
Started some bullshit, but you have no clue
You better check hidden meanings
Big ass AP on me gleamin
We not the same, what you seein?
What's the commotion?
Left for a minute, y'all still don't got motion
Me and my bro did
We getting money, you cannot stop it
You a hating bitch, you mad we poppin
We finna blow up like a rocket
Yeah, this bitch she hella toxic
But she bad I think she gothic
Dior shades my go to optic
Yeah, that's too much bread
But I got habits, I'm gonna spend
All I see is red
Yeah, they think I'm ed, cause I got voices in my head
In my head, yeah, they talking to me
Bitch, this ain't no game, this ain't Call of Duty
Why you all up on my meat, yeah, you hella fruity
Different diamonds every day, my life like a movie
Writer: Army Ippolito
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