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lord$ofdogtown - comma$ lyrics
[verse 1: petti]
yeah, sorry for the ruckus, but no group gonna top us
step out for some air ‘cause we droppin’ like corpses
better put me on the ruthless
dr. dre sh-ttin’ bricks, make him stutter ‘cause i’m lucid
i’m a hors-m-n they call me the rawest
i’ll put you in a mothaf-ckin’ coffin
my talkin’ stuck in yo noggin’ like a mothaf-ckin’ cough
and i’m a prophet, take em all out like i’m robin
[chorus: petti & andre santi]
(yeah) off with your head, bruh
don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh
limp walk
can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh
on a chase do me dirty for some commas
dirty for some commas
[verse 2: andre santi]
stop this, stop this, baby just stop this
everybody know i’m a mothaf-ckin’ monster
came from the sand, now my wrist like a faucet
needed a way out, so we found our only option
baby don’t pause this, only needa watch it
foot in the door with nada to f-ckin’ start with (yuh)
b-tch i’m on gold
b-tch i’m on star
motorola phone with my busted -ss car
[chorus: petti & andre santi]
(yeah) off with your head, bruh
don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh
limp walk
can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh
on a chase do me dirty for some commas
dirty for some commas
[verse 3: andre santi]
what does it mean to me baby
need to leave lately
the desert it too cagey
hunger been on the daily
picked up the pen, like how can you blame
saint santi b-tch that’s the new name
sand in these veins
a dream to fly planes, i need to regain the means to be sane
(uh, uh)
i’m crazy but sh-t that’s fine
brothers in arms, they here to remind
i’m reconfigured, raps is bigger
finger trigger, cash for dinner
need that money, sky too sunny
bumpin’ buddy, dollars bl–dy
(uh, uh)
[verse 4: lighttpink]
with a black lens, i ain’t ever lackin’
pull up with the back in, just to get some backends
finna heat the iron like a mothaf-ckin’ blacksmith
tell her i ain’t lyin’ why you tryna catch me lackin’
tell her i dispise the way she mothaf-ckin’ actin’
i don’t give a d-mn, spend a check on calamari
and my salmon f-ckin’ blackened
(nah) new place, new states
finna have a new benz and big plates
maybe like a new b-tch, like every other f-ckin’ day
i hope to take my momma out the hood and put her in a wraith
(in a wraith, in a wraith)
[chorus: petti & andre santi]
(yeah) off with your head, bruh
don’t talk, poppin’ off like the meds, bruh
limp walk
can’t stop, on the run from the cops, bruh
on a chase do me dirty for some commas
dirty for some commas
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