Lil Mommies

My head fucked up I been through real problems

Bitch I got a hunnid fifty percs inside this pill bottle (alr, i said)

That **** ain’t a boss he just a crib hopper

He staying with the bitch ain’t paying rent

Bitch you’s a real squatter (alr, i said)

If I was Timmy Turner I woulda killed Wanda

This bitch told me she only fuck wit tricks, she want a Bill Cosby (alr, i said)

This twenty ain’t all 20’s but it’s still sloppy

I know a **** paint his nails he like a lil mommy (alr, i said)

The bitch be in the church but she a lil naughty

Bitch I thought I told you get the fifth you brought the lil bottle (alr, i said)

I’m clutching AR in the crib this bitch a doorstopper

Bitch my **** Nando made this beat it got the floor knocking

****, I signed a deal but I got more options

Bitch I took my check from Roc Nation & bought some more diamonds

I said bitch, quick talking tuff you can’t afford sliding

And I heard he had a whack jumper they gave him poor timing

I said bitch I remember I was broke

When I was poor grinding

At least I rap & tell the truth these **** poor liars

I said bitch fix if it’s on sight then it’s on sight we in the court fighting

And don’t be asking bout my loc just know the morgue by me

I said I don’ made a hunnid in these lows now I support Nike

I could setup shop in any hood where it’s a porch by me

I said **** get tf from out my face before I four five you

Bitch my final goal was like a hunnid but I scored ninety

Just rolled a fat wood bro with a torch lighter

Aunty ass a Muslim when I see her don’t have pork by me

You probably never on the clock cause you got poor timing

Cut her off & now she fucking **** that be floor shinning

Can’t never trust a bitch because these whores grimey

We got a plan to make it out just need some more grinding

Coulda got a check & brought a house but I need more diamonds

Im really mean as fuck my momma said that I need more kindness

Just got inside the game bro pass the ball i’m tryna score ninety

Really undefeated heavy weight like I got four titles

Just focus on yo pape’, make a plan & ignore problems

Got drunk as fuck ya had me throwing up, shit look like orchata

I don’ prayed for us to win. I be like lord father

Help us get this bread & stay ahead & get the more dollas’

Im fast asf at getting to them coins its like I know Sonic

Not in the whip wit **** all the time, be wit lil mami