Momma's Baby
Choppa got that kick back
It's aiming at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Choppa got that kick back
It's aimin at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Okay now this shit gone get hectic
That boy gone need a medic
Okay You flexin like it's wrestling
I'm pressing like I'm chestin
Okay yo diamonds lookin excellent
My boys pull up like where the rest of it
When 12 pull up don't speak no English bih
Boy I really be with them Mexicans
Okay look free all of my dogs
Take em off the hooks
Screaming fuck the laws
Bitches think they got us shook
Dump that 40 then I book
You got ya whole life took
I'm taking off on foot
Then hit my bro like what's the looks
Yeah hit my bro like what's the haps jack
Gotta keep my gat packed
40 in my backpack
Thats where I keep the napsack
Okay that's where I keep the gas pack
No I cannot pass that
Smokin out the trashbag
I leave you where the trash at
Choppa got that kick back
It's aiming at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Choppa got that kick back
it's aimin at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
It's aiming at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Choppa got that kick back
It's aimin at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Okay now this shit gone get hectic
That boy gone need a medic
Okay You flexin like it's wrestling
I'm pressing like I'm chestin
Okay yo diamonds lookin excellent
My boys pull up like where the rest of it
When 12 pull up don't speak no English bih
Boy I really be with them Mexicans
Okay look free all of my dogs
Take em off the hooks
Screaming fuck the laws
Bitches think they got us shook
Dump that 40 then I book
You got ya whole life took
I'm taking off on foot
Then hit my bro like what's the looks
Yeah hit my bro like what's the haps jack
Gotta keep my gat packed
40 in my backpack
Thats where I keep the napsack
Okay that's where I keep the gas pack
No I cannot pass that
Smokin out the trashbag
I leave you where the trash at
Choppa got that kick back
It's aiming at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Choppa got that kick back
it's aimin at you
Put that on my momma
On my sister too
Okay when that bitch up its froze
Red dot on yo nose
Red all on yo clothes
Now yo momma baby gone
Credits
Writer(s): Savaughn Kendricks
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