MoMaFit
Woah
Shit it's 10:38
Young nigga geeked
But he straight
Jackin up them vins
Switchin plates
Baggin up them limbs
Switchin dates
Real shit
You ain't on shit
Dope clean
Uncle told me sell to him
Black jeans
Ksubis what I'm dressin in
Lavine
Shorty piper off to sin
Milly rock on ya block
Moma fit
No cap
Onda top
Have em gone
Gone
Off da rocks
Cozy chill
Chill
This shit knocks
So cold
To da soul
Calm nigga
But don't make me get bold
Marvin Gaye
Smokin dope
I'm too soul
When I'm fuckin
She be bussin
No joke
Silly nigga
You a bitch
And that's ya main jawn
Hide her from the clique
She playin my songs
Bumpin to this shit
She staring too long
Palm angels da drip
Ride or die
Baddie to my left
Trust no bitch
You'll end up upset
Blicky tech
End up wet
Niggas goin out sad
Cause I'm up next
Billie Jean
I'm bad
MJ wit da steps
Mami want da sex
I came fa da neck
It's lit wit my slatts
Woah
I Said it's lit wit my slatts
Woah
Shit it's 10:38
Young nigga geeked
But he straight
Jackin up them vins
Switchin plates
Baggin up them limbs
Switchin dates
Real shit
You ain't on shit
Dope clean
Uncle told me sell to him
Black jeans
Ksubis what I'm dressin in
Lavine
Shorty piper off to sin
Shit it's 10:38
Young nigga geeked
But he straight
Jackin up them vins
Switchin plates
Baggin up them limbs
Switchin dates
Real shit
You ain't on shit
Dope clean
Uncle told me sell to him
Black jeans
Ksubis what I'm dressin in
Lavine
Shorty piper off to sin
Milly rock on ya block
Moma fit
No cap
Onda top
Have em gone
Gone
Off da rocks
Cozy chill
Chill
This shit knocks
So cold
To da soul
Calm nigga
But don't make me get bold
Marvin Gaye
Smokin dope
I'm too soul
When I'm fuckin
She be bussin
No joke
Silly nigga
You a bitch
And that's ya main jawn
Hide her from the clique
She playin my songs
Bumpin to this shit
She staring too long
Palm angels da drip
Ride or die
Baddie to my left
Trust no bitch
You'll end up upset
Blicky tech
End up wet
Niggas goin out sad
Cause I'm up next
Billie Jean
I'm bad
MJ wit da steps
Mami want da sex
I came fa da neck
It's lit wit my slatts
Woah
I Said it's lit wit my slatts
Woah
Shit it's 10:38
Young nigga geeked
But he straight
Jackin up them vins
Switchin plates
Baggin up them limbs
Switchin dates
Real shit
You ain't on shit
Dope clean
Uncle told me sell to him
Black jeans
Ksubis what I'm dressin in
Lavine
Shorty piper off to sin
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Writer(s): Femi Ogundipe
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