SO QUICK
Ma you got a low pro worth the lotto
& you smokin' on gelato
Told my momma I'm dating a model I might bring her home tomorrow
Hit it with my velveta on
She be moanin' Michael better put the city on
Her p*ssy sweatin' on my Jesus Piece
White nail polish feet
I ain't have to cheat in weeks...
Just bought old vintage rugby oh sh*t
Shorty from that movie wanna f*ck me oh sh*t
My ex will prolly tell you she don't love me no sh*t
One I wanna marrys now a old bitch, so quick
Bullets from my side will make the doors flip
If a pack done got me this imagine tour flips
If the trap would have us lit shit we'd off this
But I seen Matty get a plaque so I'll stay on it
Just give me my flowers like a florist
And while I out here n*gga please just keep it honest with me
And if you love me baby, just keep ya conscience for me
Cause I got n*ggaz round my way who's not 100 with me
And all them whispers round my way, sh*t is funny to me
All because that b*tch they like is going dummy for me
But I still sleep in peace cause I know they ain't comin' for me
Ma you got a low pro worth the lotto
& you smokin' on gelato
Told my momma I'm dating a model I might bring her home tomorrow
Hit it with my velveta on
She be moanin' Michael better put the city on
Her p*ssy sweatin' on my Jesus Piece
White nail polish feet
I ain't have to cheat in weeks...
I got dreams of wifey drivin' with the top down
While I, show her first son who's Hot Sauce cause I
Come from a legendary time
Before the shit got scary with the rhymes
Before that Nordstrom on the move was no decline I swear to God
You said you would be here for a while man why you lied?
We pose to break even when the money start to pile
Spliff told me I'm sleepin' on myself man that was foul
Cause I been up for weekends tryna kill that stomach growl
But that gave me a reason to get up and run the town
Plus fuck what n*ggaz speakin' when you hold your family down
Make ya momma proud
Look up in your fathers eyes poppa look at me now
And its funny how theres tough roads ahead but they turn around
But whenever there some b*tches they there for the twirl around
I' always pay attention cause my vision tell the truth
And what my eyes telling me is shit ain't nothing new but f*ck it
Ma you got a low pro worth the lotto
& you smokin' on gelato
Told my momma I'm dating a model I might bring her home tomorrow
Hit it with my velveta on
She be moanin' Michael better put the city on
Her p*ssy sweatin' on my Jesus Piece
White nail polish feet
I ain't have to cheat in weeks...
& you smokin' on gelato
Told my momma I'm dating a model I might bring her home tomorrow
Hit it with my velveta on
She be moanin' Michael better put the city on
Her p*ssy sweatin' on my Jesus Piece
White nail polish feet
I ain't have to cheat in weeks...
Just bought old vintage rugby oh sh*t
Shorty from that movie wanna f*ck me oh sh*t
My ex will prolly tell you she don't love me no sh*t
One I wanna marrys now a old bitch, so quick
Bullets from my side will make the doors flip
If a pack done got me this imagine tour flips
If the trap would have us lit shit we'd off this
But I seen Matty get a plaque so I'll stay on it
Just give me my flowers like a florist
And while I out here n*gga please just keep it honest with me
And if you love me baby, just keep ya conscience for me
Cause I got n*ggaz round my way who's not 100 with me
And all them whispers round my way, sh*t is funny to me
All because that b*tch they like is going dummy for me
But I still sleep in peace cause I know they ain't comin' for me
Ma you got a low pro worth the lotto
& you smokin' on gelato
Told my momma I'm dating a model I might bring her home tomorrow
Hit it with my velveta on
She be moanin' Michael better put the city on
Her p*ssy sweatin' on my Jesus Piece
White nail polish feet
I ain't have to cheat in weeks...
I got dreams of wifey drivin' with the top down
While I, show her first son who's Hot Sauce cause I
Come from a legendary time
Before the shit got scary with the rhymes
Before that Nordstrom on the move was no decline I swear to God
You said you would be here for a while man why you lied?
We pose to break even when the money start to pile
Spliff told me I'm sleepin' on myself man that was foul
Cause I been up for weekends tryna kill that stomach growl
But that gave me a reason to get up and run the town
Plus fuck what n*ggaz speakin' when you hold your family down
Make ya momma proud
Look up in your fathers eyes poppa look at me now
And its funny how theres tough roads ahead but they turn around
But whenever there some b*tches they there for the twirl around
I' always pay attention cause my vision tell the truth
And what my eyes telling me is shit ain't nothing new but f*ck it
Ma you got a low pro worth the lotto
& you smokin' on gelato
Told my momma I'm dating a model I might bring her home tomorrow
Hit it with my velveta on
She be moanin' Michael better put the city on
Her p*ssy sweatin' on my Jesus Piece
White nail polish feet
I ain't have to cheat in weeks...
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Writer(s): Mike Classic
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