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COMMANDO Video (MV)






Logic - COMMANDO Lyrics
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(Let that boy breathe)



Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)



You got a Rolex but can't tell the time 'cause you stupid as f*ck (let that boy breathe)

Don't f*ck around, bitch I do what I love, yes I do what I want (yes, I do what I want)

Uh, hit up my homie T-Money, he supply the weed for the blunt

Yeah, hit up my homie T-Money, he supply the weed for the month (ay)

I do it all, do what I want and I go where I want

But can't go to the mall (but can't go to the mall)

'Cause if I did, they'd shut that bitch down like

Rap Justin Bieber, best believe, when I'm around

They go crazy, they go crazy, ride this dick girl, don't get lazy like "Oh!"

That shit they love, right? (ay, ay)

PLP, but keep that in the glove, right? (ay, ay)

Michael Jackson on these hoes,

You know I keep a glove (hee-hee)

Boss up like Lando, like Donald Glove

Yeah, my girl go commando, you know I love (you)

Light the scented candle, then you know I grub (know I grub)

Can't f*ck with no basic bitch who want a thug

Bobby sell albums, no he don't sell drugs (let that boy breathe)



Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)



Logic hit my line, he said

"Help me break the internet though, my brother, listen"

I said "Say no more" (say no more)

So gather 'round, but let me just say this before

Ladies and gentlemen, the moment y'all been waiting for (waiting for)

Gerald and Bobby, the clash of the titans, go tell somebody (go tell somebody)

The world has been waiting, the world has been watching

You finally got it (finally got it)

They always compare us, they pit us against us

Yeah, but that's not it (yeah, but that's not it)

So get the f*ck off me, my brother, he said he don't f*ck with nobody

I'm feelin Godly, wearin' all white

Rewritin' history, did it tonight

My OG told me we did it right

E-40 told me we did it right

Middle school dreams, stay coming true, we doing well (we doing well)

Yeah, walk in bodegas, buying my cover of XXL (XXL)

Yeah, fell in love with music, but I know this shit's a business now

Back to basics, like it's Lasik's, got the vision now

Been had drive, but I swear this shit's just different now (different now)

Two Ferraris later, everything is clicking now (let that boy breathe)



Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)



(Let that boy breathe)

Hehe
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(Let that boy breathe)



Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)



You got a Rolex but can't tell the time 'cause you stupid as f*ck (let that boy breathe)

Don't f*ck around, bitch I do what I love, yes I do what I want (yes, I do what I want)

Uh, hit up my homie T-Money, he supply the weed for the blunt

Yeah, hit up my homie T-Money, he supply the weed for the month (ay)

I do it all, do what I want and I go where I want

But can't go to the mall (but can't go to the mall)

'Cause if I did, they'd shut that bitch down like

Rap Justin Bieber, best believe, when I'm around

They go crazy, they go crazy, ride this dick girl, don't get lazy like "Oh!"

That shit they love, right? (ay, ay)

PLP, but keep that in the glove, right? (ay, ay)

Michael Jackson on these hoes,

You know I keep a glove (hee-hee)

Boss up like Lando, like Donald Glove

Yeah, my girl go commando, you know I love (you)

Light the scented candle, then you know I grub (know I grub)

Can't f*ck with no basic bitch who want a thug

Bobby sell albums, no he don't sell drugs (let that boy breathe)



Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)



Logic hit my line, he said

"Help me break the internet though, my brother, listen"

I said "Say no more" (say no more)

So gather 'round, but let me just say this before

Ladies and gentlemen, the moment y'all been waiting for (waiting for)

Gerald and Bobby, the clash of the titans, go tell somebody (go tell somebody)

The world has been waiting, the world has been watching

You finally got it (finally got it)

They always compare us, they pit us against us

Yeah, but that's not it (yeah, but that's not it)

So get the f*ck off me, my brother, he said he don't f*ck with nobody

I'm feelin Godly, wearin' all white

Rewritin' history, did it tonight

My OG told me we did it right

E-40 told me we did it right

Middle school dreams, stay coming true, we doing well (we doing well)

Yeah, walk in bodegas, buying my cover of XXL (XXL)

Yeah, fell in love with music, but I know this shit's a business now

Back to basics, like it's Lasik's, got the vision now

Been had drive, but I swear this shit's just different now (different now)

Two Ferraris later, everything is clicking now (let that boy breathe)



Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it pop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Don't stop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)

Make it drop (ay)



(Let that boy breathe)

Hehe
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Writer: Arjun Ivatury, Gerald Gillum, Robert Bryson Hall
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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