"The Comission" lyrics
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Ayy, get the door, nigga, fuck
Hey
BigWalkDog
Hey
Let's go over here, bro
Say, let's up the score
If they not knowing that we were pulling up with choppers and drums, we letting them know
If a nigga ever reach for my chain or my jewelry, I swear I'ma give him a show
Big speaker in the soul, in the flesh, controlling the buttons, I hold the remote
Uncle Tommy got the bricks on connect, go up on the plane, come down on the boat
I was staying in the trip when cuz had flipped, he slipped, walked down on them folks
I was staying in the M with birds out east, I'm comin' with that bitch to the floor
We don't care about no range or no aim, when it hold a hundred, we don't look through a scope
Bitch, I'm still in the trenches, I don't get a milli', say, I'm start robbing some folks
Big Backwood cloud of the smoke
Get his dope, kick him out of the door
He got a gun, but I doubt he'll blow (Lame-ass nigga)
Nigga touch me, beat him out of his clothes
Big loads on the dolly and roll
.308 fill his body with holes
He ain't tough, stop flocking for folks
'Cause I'ma see how far you'll go
I'ma see how far you'll take it (Huh?)
Hit the gas, watch this bitch get to shaking
Black chopper, bitch look like a Haitian
Big Glocks, we ain't doing no safety (Yeah)
An opp for opp, we ain't doing no faking
Stock and Kels, we ain't doing no faces (Uh-uh)
A thirty-eight, we ain't doing no cases
If I make the call, then that boy ain't gon' make it (On God)
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know
I'm stepping on shit from the door (Huh?)
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles (Brrt)
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know
I'm stepping on shit from the door (Huh?)
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold
I stand on this shit and this 'bout a dollar (Yeah), so, young nigga, give me that
You play with my brother you play with your life, I'ma turn to a silverback (On God)
My uncle the plug, he fuck with the mob (Uncle Tommy), he was playing with plenty racks (Woo)
I pulled up on Wikid, you know I went live (I did), black shirt with a fitted cap
Hey, I ain't never had to look for an image (Uh-uh)
A ho now, he a ho 'til he fifty (On God)
Keep it real, you ain't doing no killing
A hundred tools, you ain't doing no drilling
Me neither, I've been rapping and chilling
VVS solitary my pendant (Bling)
Ten bands, I was stacking and flipping (Racks)
Paid for loud, but we sold 'em some midget
Flip phone got tracked in the city (Damn)
Made the call, threw that back in the river
Med' card get us packs of gorilla (Gas)
Big drip, I ain't matching you, nigga (Uh-uh)
Fuck them, I ain't ask them to listen
It's up there and I'm standing on business
Breast job, chopper slut with titties
At the rest stop, paid the plug commission (I did)
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know (Huh?)
I'm stepping on shit from the door
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles (Doo-doo)
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know
I'm stepping on shit from the door (Huh?)
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold (Hey)
Ayy, get the door, nigga, fuck
Hey
BigWalkDog
Hey
Let's go over here, bro
Say, let's up the score
If they not knowing that we were pulling up with choppers and drums, we letting them know
If a nigga ever reach for my chain or my jewelry, I swear I'ma give him a show
Big speaker in the soul, in the flesh, controlling the buttons, I hold the remote
Uncle Tommy got the bricks on connect, go up on the plane, come down on the boat
I was staying in the trip when cuz had flipped, he slipped, walked down on them folks
I was staying in the M with birds out east, I'm comin' with that bitch to the floor
We don't care about no range or no aim, when it hold a hundred, we don't look through a scope
Bitch, I'm still in the trenches, I don't get a milli', say, I'm start robbing some folks
Big Backwood cloud of the smoke
Get his dope, kick him out of the door
He got a gun, but I doubt he'll blow (Lame-ass nigga)
Nigga touch me, beat him out of his clothes
Big loads on the dolly and roll
.308 fill his body with holes
He ain't tough, stop flocking for folks
'Cause I'ma see how far you'll go
I'ma see how far you'll take it (Huh?)
Hit the gas, watch this bitch get to shaking
Black chopper, bitch look like a Haitian
Big Glocks, we ain't doing no safety (Yeah)
An opp for opp, we ain't doing no faking
Stock and Kels, we ain't doing no faces (Uh-uh)
A thirty-eight, we ain't doing no cases
If I make the call, then that boy ain't gon' make it (On God)
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know
I'm stepping on shit from the door (Huh?)
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles (Brrt)
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know
I'm stepping on shit from the door (Huh?)
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold
I stand on this shit and this 'bout a dollar (Yeah), so, young nigga, give me that
You play with my brother you play with your life, I'ma turn to a silverback (On God)
My uncle the plug, he fuck with the mob (Uncle Tommy), he was playing with plenty racks (Woo)
I pulled up on Wikid, you know I went live (I did), black shirt with a fitted cap
Hey, I ain't never had to look for an image (Uh-uh)
A ho now, he a ho 'til he fifty (On God)
Keep it real, you ain't doing no killing
A hundred tools, you ain't doing no drilling
Me neither, I've been rapping and chilling
VVS solitary my pendant (Bling)
Ten bands, I was stacking and flipping (Racks)
Paid for loud, but we sold 'em some midget
Flip phone got tracked in the city (Damn)
Made the call, threw that back in the river
Med' card get us packs of gorilla (Gas)
Big drip, I ain't matching you, nigga (Uh-uh)
Fuck them, I ain't ask them to listen
It's up there and I'm standing on business
Breast job, chopper slut with titties
At the rest stop, paid the plug commission (I did)
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know (Huh?)
I'm stepping on shit from the door
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles (Doo-doo)
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold
I stand on this shit and this this all a young nigga know
I'm stepping on shit from the door (Huh?)
Pick up a load, order a chicken or more
That za was too sticky to roll
We know he a ho
We don't like shooting them pistols, we tryna go fish with them poles
My cousin a Zoe
When he holler, I'll glee, you don't see nothing but gold (Hey)
