[Verse 1:] I swear to God I'll never be a fuck nigga Fuck niggas not to quick to fucks with us Chopper stretch a muscle like a body builder Hood say he ratting like a Stewart Little, snitch Find his little homies in the sewer with him Fool he think he tough, I got a crew of killers They not satisfied till their momma miss them They not satisfied till their momma miss them These niggas talk tough, gon' get it Glock will knock off your snap back fitted Hell yeah, my niggas turned up with it Hopping out of that four door tinted Fly nigga like sky miles Gold chain and my locks down On my momma, them killers with me They just loving that gun sound Fuck room with them, man she's crazy No matter what, it's fuck you niggas pay me My Rollie' cost a brick, I swear to God fool Got so many cars, it's like a drive through
[Hook:] Everyday I gotta hustle bitch, that's on my momma I gotta keep it G, nothing less than one hundred My Rolex super flooded, put that on my dog If she with me, she gon' fuck and suck and all That's on my momma, that's on my momma I'm stunting, I'm balling, bitch that's on my momma This pistol, I keep it, that's on my momma My niggas, we bout it, that's on my momma
[Verse 2:] White on white the tray, I call that bitch Madonna Chevy sits so high, I'm talking marijuana Counting up a million, damn near caught a boner Lambo' coming soon, it's like it's Oklahoma Fuck that I won't spare you nigga, fuck that I won't spare you hoes Hell yeah I been getting that money, hell nah I won't sell my soul Put the word on my momma, I never snitched to your honor My chopper's name is Obama, he bring change when there's drama I stay hood and I've been that, bad bitch I might tip that Thief with me I click clack, purple lean I'm gon' sip that On my momma my click ride, on my momma my niggas ball In the club bout twenty bottles, hating niggas get pissed off
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