We finna get to that bag, put it in motion
Li Zye onna beat, this shit got me floating
This one get hit, yea i'm already knowing
Me and gang 4 deep, we rocking and rolling
We trained to go, locked and loaded
I get on the mic, that's how I'm coping
They liking my style, they liking my clothing
Niggas don't know how it be, they dont know shit
I do not love no hoe, no emotion
They know the b2n, causing commotion
She send me that kitty, she send me that ocean
On the road, im chillin I'm coastin'
When I blow, yea there aint no slowin
I'ma stick to the code, aint foldin
Thinkin you f*ckin with me, who you jokin'
It's my time for to go i won't play
I got bad hoes they on display
And they all too bad they slay
When I get on the mic, go cray
I'm finna have this shit my way, my way
If I want it, gotta have it
Fear of god, essential my jacket
I'ma score everytime, get a basket
They gon backstab, don't want no static
Better keep shit cool, it get tragic
Bow To None shit, cut like a hatchet
Ima make it look easy, like magic
My life a movie, it get cinematic
We finna get to that bag, put it in motion
Li Zye onna beat, this shit got me floating
This one get hit, yea i'm already knowing
Me and gang 4 deep, we rocking and rolling
We trained to go, locked and loaded
I get on the mic, that's how I'm coping
They liking my style, they liking my clothing
Niggas don't know how it be, they dont know shit
I do not love no hoe, no emotion
They know the b2n, causing commotion
She send me that kitty, she send me that ocean
On the road, im chillin I'm coastin'
When I blow, yea there aint no slowin
I'ma stick to the code, aint foldin
Thinkin you f*ckin with me, who you jokin'
Bamolotti! - Causin' Commotion Lyrics
Bamolotti! - Causin' Commotion Lyrics
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We finna get to that bag, put it in motion
Li Zye onna beat, this shit got me floating
This one get hit, yea i'm already knowing
Me and gang 4 deep, we rocking and rolling
We trained to go, locked and loaded
I get on the mic, that's how I'm coping
They liking my style, they liking my clothing
Niggas don't know how it be, they dont know shit
I do not love no hoe, no emotion
They know the b2n, causing commotion
She send me that kitty, she send me that ocean
On the road, im chillin I'm coastin'
When I blow, yea there aint no slowin
I'ma stick to the code, aint foldin
Thinkin you f*ckin with me, who you jokin'
It's my time for to go i won't play
I got bad hoes they on display
And they all too bad they slay
When I get on the mic, go cray
I'm finna have this shit my way, my way
If I want it, gotta have it
Fear of god, essential my jacket
I'ma score everytime, get a basket
They gon backstab, don't want no static
Better keep shit cool, it get tragic
Bow To None shit, cut like a hatchet
Ima make it look easy, like magic
My life a movie, it get cinematic
We finna get to that bag, put it in motion
Li Zye onna beat, this shit got me floating
This one get hit, yea i'm already knowing
Me and gang 4 deep, we rocking and rolling
We trained to go, locked and loaded
I get on the mic, that's how I'm coping
They liking my style, they liking my clothing
Niggas don't know how it be, they dont know shit
I do not love no hoe, no emotion
They know the b2n, causing commotion
She send me that kitty, she send me that ocean
On the road, im chillin I'm coastin'
When I blow, yea there aint no slowin
I'ma stick to the code, aint foldin
Thinkin you f*ckin with me, who you jokin'
Li Zye onna beat, this shit got me floating
This one get hit, yea i'm already knowing
Me and gang 4 deep, we rocking and rolling
We trained to go, locked and loaded
I get on the mic, that's how I'm coping
They liking my style, they liking my clothing
Niggas don't know how it be, they dont know shit
I do not love no hoe, no emotion
They know the b2n, causing commotion
She send me that kitty, she send me that ocean
On the road, im chillin I'm coastin'
When I blow, yea there aint no slowin
I'ma stick to the code, aint foldin
Thinkin you f*ckin with me, who you jokin'
It's my time for to go i won't play
I got bad hoes they on display
And they all too bad they slay
When I get on the mic, go cray
I'm finna have this shit my way, my way
If I want it, gotta have it
Fear of god, essential my jacket
I'ma score everytime, get a basket
They gon backstab, don't want no static
Better keep shit cool, it get tragic
Bow To None shit, cut like a hatchet
Ima make it look easy, like magic
My life a movie, it get cinematic
We finna get to that bag, put it in motion
Li Zye onna beat, this shit got me floating
This one get hit, yea i'm already knowing
Me and gang 4 deep, we rocking and rolling
We trained to go, locked and loaded
I get on the mic, that's how I'm coping
They liking my style, they liking my clothing
Niggas don't know how it be, they dont know shit
I do not love no hoe, no emotion
They know the b2n, causing commotion
She send me that kitty, she send me that ocean
On the road, im chillin I'm coastin'
When I blow, yea there aint no slowin
I'ma stick to the code, aint foldin
Thinkin you f*ckin with me, who you jokin'
Writer: Reggie Smith
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