Momma Callin
Telephone, ring, ring, ring
Boy this yo momma calling
You spent 300 on clothes
I bet you think you ballin
Ma u know I'm rapper
Ya boi just going in all in
Finna get my fam in these mansions
Momma there ain't no Stalin
Worked yo ass off all of my life
Just tryna pay you back
I'm finna put my blood in this shit
Hope you okay wit that
Told me it's bout being myself
I ain't afraid to black
We going up, put that on God
Smoking that Satin Pack in Kilo's
And then we reload
Cooking up wit my amigos
We 1+3 though
This shi be easy like a free-throw
That's on my ego
If this a game then bitch I'm BMO
I got the cheat code
I move wit no sound
All my niggas dogs, they on fours, 20 toes down
Say here's Senju, opening doors, but we still broke now
Might rear end you, cuz you too slow, we on the go now
Don't pretend you, catching my flow, I'm up to FloTown
Lil bitch
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Telephone, ring, ring, ring
Boy this is craig nigga
When u finna call my ass back, thought you was dead nigga
I ain't yo side piece son, why I'm read on nigga
Get that out yo head nigga
Sorry my boi craig, I been
Ooh, I been the stu, I'm just tryna boom
I'll call soon, that's just how I be, that's just how I do
In the room, keep that mask on me, like I'm MF DOOM
I ain't never finna be a social nigga till the tomb, uh
Reality, I'm antisocial, human touch depravity
My family mad at me because my check ins bad like cavities
Stepping big but there's a mystery hind my morality
Mentality been wavering, waving away my agony, shit
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Hey Aaron, it's grandaddy
Ju- just callin-
Just calling to talk with ya
I didn't want anything just calling to holler at you for a few minutes
I'll talk with you later
Boy this yo momma calling
You spent 300 on clothes
I bet you think you ballin
Ma u know I'm rapper
Ya boi just going in all in
Finna get my fam in these mansions
Momma there ain't no Stalin
Worked yo ass off all of my life
Just tryna pay you back
I'm finna put my blood in this shit
Hope you okay wit that
Told me it's bout being myself
I ain't afraid to black
We going up, put that on God
Smoking that Satin Pack in Kilo's
And then we reload
Cooking up wit my amigos
We 1+3 though
This shi be easy like a free-throw
That's on my ego
If this a game then bitch I'm BMO
I got the cheat code
I move wit no sound
All my niggas dogs, they on fours, 20 toes down
Say here's Senju, opening doors, but we still broke now
Might rear end you, cuz you too slow, we on the go now
Don't pretend you, catching my flow, I'm up to FloTown
Lil bitch
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Telephone, ring, ring, ring
Boy this is craig nigga
When u finna call my ass back, thought you was dead nigga
I ain't yo side piece son, why I'm read on nigga
Get that out yo head nigga
Sorry my boi craig, I been
Ooh, I been the stu, I'm just tryna boom
I'll call soon, that's just how I be, that's just how I do
In the room, keep that mask on me, like I'm MF DOOM
I ain't never finna be a social nigga till the tomb, uh
Reality, I'm antisocial, human touch depravity
My family mad at me because my check ins bad like cavities
Stepping big but there's a mystery hind my morality
Mentality been wavering, waving away my agony, shit
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Ooh
Synchronize, Synchronize yourself
Ooh
It's bout more, then pussy, weed, and wealth
Hey Aaron, it's grandaddy
Ju- just callin-
Just calling to talk with ya
I didn't want anything just calling to holler at you for a few minutes
I'll talk with you later
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Writer(s): Aaron Mcfadden
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