Momma
(Aye Turn Me Up Toak)
My pants is saggin too much cash is in my pocket
Gave you the love and you gon tell me you dont want it
You see the link my neck is drippin like a faucet
Only the money can be talkin when I'm talkin
I get the cash you know I'm all up in my bag
I need a girl thats gon be all about a bag
Vvs's baby I dont mean to brag
I keep a stick incase a nigga want a mag
I keep a stick incase a nigga really wants a problem
He said that Karmas gonna get him I already gotem
Playboiflex my dawg yea thats my mutha fuckin brudda
Only nigga that I'm trusting on this fucking come up
I'm just waiting for my time to get to the main stages
So I can hit up my momma and tell her Mom I made it
We aint worrying bout no bills aint gotta argue or debate it
Cause when I get to the top aint gotta worry bout no payments
My pants is saggin too much cash is in my pocket
Gave you the love and you gon tell me you dont want it
You see the link my neck is drippin like a faucet
Only the money can be talkin when I'm talkin
I get the cash you know I'm all up in my bag
I need a girl thats gon be all about a bag
Vvs's baby I dont mean to brag
I keep a stick incase a nigga want a mag
And imma use it if you talk about my momma
I'm a fighter not a lover, uhh
Lil Jamaican in the studio, uhh
Rip to bro, uhh
My pants is saggin too much money in my pocket, I lock it
Seuss I got a Wocket In My Pocket, my pocket
Boeing to the moon call that skyrocket, I'm rockin
Rollin with my momma we so goofy like its Norbit
Mind be goin crazy shit is spinning its in orbit
You can eat, drink it, chew it, you can orbit
Hit a lick at Walmart bitch I went and got some store bread
Talk about my momma you gon end up being morbid
My pants is saggin too much cash is in my pocket
Gave you the love and you gon tell me you dont want it
You see the link my neck is drippin like a faucet
Only the money can be talkin when I'm talkin
I get the cash you know I'm all up in my bag
I need a girl thats gon be all about a bag
Vvs's baby I dont mean to brag
I keep a stick incase a nigga want a mag
Uh, aye, I said I'm on the come up, uh
Said that I'm goin up, uh, yea
Put diamonds on my momma
We can fight if you wanna
But imma kill you if you touch my momma
Kill you if you touch my momma
Said imma kill you if you touch my momma
Imma kill you if you touch my Mom
My pants is saggin too much cash is in my pocket
Gave you the love and you gon tell me you dont want it
You see the link my neck is drippin like a faucet
Only the money can be talkin when I'm talkin
I get the cash you know I'm all up in my bag
I need a girl thats gon be all about a bag
Vvs's baby I dont mean to brag
I keep a stick incase a nigga want a mag
I keep a stick incase a nigga really wants a problem
He said that Karmas gonna get him I already gotem
Playboiflex my dawg yea thats my mutha fuckin brudda
Only nigga that I'm trusting on this fucking come up
I'm just waiting for my time to get to the main stages
So I can hit up my momma and tell her Mom I made it
We aint worrying bout no bills aint gotta argue or debate it
Cause when I get to the top aint gotta worry bout no payments
My pants is saggin too much cash is in my pocket
Gave you the love and you gon tell me you dont want it
You see the link my neck is drippin like a faucet
Only the money can be talkin when I'm talkin
I get the cash you know I'm all up in my bag
I need a girl thats gon be all about a bag
Vvs's baby I dont mean to brag
I keep a stick incase a nigga want a mag
And imma use it if you talk about my momma
I'm a fighter not a lover, uhh
Lil Jamaican in the studio, uhh
Rip to bro, uhh
My pants is saggin too much money in my pocket, I lock it
Seuss I got a Wocket In My Pocket, my pocket
Boeing to the moon call that skyrocket, I'm rockin
Rollin with my momma we so goofy like its Norbit
Mind be goin crazy shit is spinning its in orbit
You can eat, drink it, chew it, you can orbit
Hit a lick at Walmart bitch I went and got some store bread
Talk about my momma you gon end up being morbid
My pants is saggin too much cash is in my pocket
Gave you the love and you gon tell me you dont want it
You see the link my neck is drippin like a faucet
Only the money can be talkin when I'm talkin
I get the cash you know I'm all up in my bag
I need a girl thats gon be all about a bag
Vvs's baby I dont mean to brag
I keep a stick incase a nigga want a mag
Uh, aye, I said I'm on the come up, uh
Said that I'm goin up, uh, yea
Put diamonds on my momma
We can fight if you wanna
But imma kill you if you touch my momma
Kill you if you touch my momma
Said imma kill you if you touch my momma
Imma kill you if you touch my Mom
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Writer(s): Samson Barandereka
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