"Commas" lyrics

[G Perico {DJ Drama}:]
It's all about checks, commas, murder, all drama (Boom, boom, boom)
Fuck the cops, I'm with the robbers (Uh) {South Central}
Through the ghetto in a striker
I dance with the devil wearin' Prada {Broadway Gangsters}
Checks, commas, murder, all drama (Clicc, Clicc, Clicc, Clicc)
I'm with the burglars and the flockers
Carbone, feed me pasta (Yeah, uh-huh, look)
Politickin' with my partner {DJ Drama}

[G Perico:]
Yeah, uh, got that shit on, a Clicc just passed (Ching-ching)
What y'all hit for? It's a competition, who gon' get more?
I drive by in foreigns on niggas that went broke (Vroom)
Valet park at Katanas or Ruth Chris
We at TAO (What's happenin'?) eatin' sushi
Everybody with me got strikes from felonies (Uhh)
We all bang 242 or 273

I walked in Givenchy, mumblin' Biggie (Clicc, Clicc, Clicc, Clicc)
It's all about the Benji's
Broke, got cracked in the field
He just FaceTimed from the county jail (Hello?)
He got money on his commissary, the bail set at a million when he done with his violation (It's the Clicc)
Pick him up in a 911, Targa Turbo Porsche (Vroom, vroom, vroom)

It's all about checks, commas, murder, all drama (Boom, boom, boom)
Fuck the cops, I'm with the robbers (Uh)
Through the ghetto in a striker
I dance with the devil wearin' Prada (It's G)
Checks, commas, murder, all drama (Clicc, Clicc, Clicc, Clicc)
I'm with the burglars and the flockers
Carbone, feed me pasta (Movie star)
Politickin' with my partner (Grrah)

Yeah, uh, what up, Scavy? (What up?)
Fresh home, tryna run it up, Scavy
24K, more grams than the Grammy
I was flyin' in my TRX and I crashed (Skrrt)
Oh, brother, Hussein said he could get me in a Cullinan?
Ever since I drove, ape shit, I want it (I need it)
Half a million, four or five hundred (Cash)
Yeah, get it out the mud
Hymic, diamonds be hittin' in the club
I'm in Prada, patent leather, dancin' with the devil
My PO say homicide got some questions (Fuck)
It's somebody snitchin', half these niggas bitches
Most these niggas broke and can't see the picture
I'm 'bout to go shoppin', I just made a million
I'll slime him out quick if he ain't about it

It's all about checks, commas, murder, all drama (Boom, boom, boom)
Fuck the cops, I'm with the robbers (Uh)
Through the ghetto in a striker
I dance with the devil wearin' Prada (It's G)
Checks, commas, murder, all drama (Clicc, Clicc, Clicc, Clicc)
I'm with the burglars and the flockers
Carbone feed me pasta (Yeah, uh-huh, movie star)
Politickin' with my partner (Grrah)

[DJ Drama:]
Gangsta Grizzill
This how it supposed to be done
G out here givin' G lessons
Suckers

[G Perico:]
What's the deal?
B3 the guys, man, I'm walkin' out of LA gangster
I'm a gangster with some politics, fly whips, money flips, infamous Innerprize
Clicc, Clicc, Clicc, Clicc, Clicc