Commotion

(I do this shit, you know what I'm sayin')
(I can never stop doin' this shit, nigga)

This shit ain't over til' I say it's over
I keep on scopin', I don't do commotion
She dropped her pimp, but lil' bitch I ain't open (bitch I ain't open)
I'm makin' music, I gotta stay focused
Thank my supporters they keep me in motion
Keep the good green, that OG what I'm smokin'
I'm not the one for the braggin' and bustin' 
But I do know numbers, no drinkin' and hopin'
Hop out the plane then I head to a five star
Chop off your hand if yo' shit up in my jar
You cannot keep up 'cause your shit is sub-par
I make you feel like Sub-Zero in my part
Came in this bitch and I'm lookin' like Matt Locke
Pass me some heat I might send them a guitar
(Bitch) froze on your bitch got her lookin' like Nardwuar

Hop on the stage, bitch I'm in rage
Fuck up the people, go back to my cave
Don't do no sequels, I master my lane
Live up your mind, like it stuck on the crane
I enter cheat codes 'cause life is a game
Outgrow you niggas, my life is a shrine
Why would it look like I walk with a cane?
Talk to your bitch but I don't know her name
Keep me on substance, I might go insane
You do not know what go on in my brain
Take out my mess it get ugly like Cane
Sparkin' a bitch ain't no roaming it's pain
I go wherever, give fuck 'bout the fame
Gotta be hard if you cross me you slain (bitch)
Bitch, gotta be hard if you cross me you slain, bitch

No, I don't need a bitch
No, I can't see that bitch
No, I don't need that shit
No, I can't ever switch that hoe
She a sleazy bitch, my flow
Make 'em fiend For this, you know
You can't clown that shit, you broke
Get that money trick (bitch)

No, I don't need a bitch
No, I can't see that bitch
No, I don't need that shit
No, I can't ever switch that hoe
She a sleazy bitch, my flow
Make 'em fiend For this, you know
You can't clown that shit, you broke
Get that money trick