COMMAs - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hey to Alretta, yuh, I'm fly like a feather

Yeah, I'm fly like a feather

Yeah, I'm doin' whatever

Uh, yeah, I'm gettin' that cheddar

Yeah, Retta presidential

[Chorus]

Margiela huh (Margiela), Mason Margiela huh (Mason Margiela)

Commas on commas on commas, huh

[Verse 1]

How you get bread but you get no loaf?

Retta got yeast and he rising the dough

I'm praying to God, He fixing me more

Got daily bread like a bakery store

Like give me some mo', yo

I need me some mo', yo

I'ma just pray some more, yo

Spreadin' the word like a, uh, yo

Spreadin' the word like disease, yeah

I'm spreadin' the swag like disease

I'm praying to God and I get on my knees

Hop out and start, He gon' give up keys

I ain't tryna starve, gotta get all the cheese

Whip push to start it do not need no keys

Put my arm out the window, I'm feeling the breeze

How you crashin' the whip, I done seen the debris

Yeah, huh, yeah sin is eating me up, huh

I thought I was out of luck, huh

And Jesus, He gon' pick me up, uh

Devil got horns like a buck, uh

And Jesus keep filling me up

They playing my music like what?

And I tell Him, "Wagwan, what's up?"

I tryna tell Him to have a good night

I don't wanna put up a fight

I got a strap, but I don't gotta fight

I'm walking with Jesus, no bike

Every time you fishin', you don't get a bite

Trinity three of them, just like a trike

I cannot see Him, don't care 'bout a sight

They copy me MLA, tell 'em to cite

The pen in my hand, I don't need to write

I got the paper and pencil in mind

She had a glow up and now she is fine

Now she want attention from Retta all the time

I only want women that's centered in Jesus

Like how you gon' love on me?

How you gon' love on Retta but not Jesus?

Yeah

[Chorus]

Margiela uh (Margiela), Mason Margiela (Mason Margiela)

Margiela (Margiela), Mason Margiela (Mason Margiela)

Margiela uh (Margiela), Mason Margiela (Mason Margiela)

Commas on commas on commas

[Verse 2]

Retta in love with cameras

I know that they always copy

If Retta get in front of a camera

You know that then he gon' be swaggin'

I got the paper like napkin

I spit the fire like a dragon

How you gon' copy me? Don't understand it

Inspiration better than being bandit

Commas on commas on commas, uh, yeah

Retta got commas on commas on commas, yeah

Retta got swag out the world like a comet

Jesus protect me just like He my father

Yeah, He my father, mm, uh uh

[Outro]

Yes sir