制作
出演艺人
Dave East
表演者
Millyz
表演者
作曲和作词
David Brewster
作曲
Myles Lockwood
作曲
Shy Gawdly
作曲
制作和工程
Rey Beatz
制作人
歌词
I think lil' momma a fan
Everytime I come around, she tryna do things
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she love me
Tryna give me mood swings
No, I ain't cuffin' nothing, I got a plan
See how they talkin', I'ma be the man
Lil' momma, it's too late
Fuck around, I might hop in a new Wraith
I think lil' momma a fan
Everytime I come around, she tryna do things
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she love me
Tryna give me mood swings
No, I ain't cuffin' nothing, I got a plan
See how they talkin', I'ma be the man
Lil' momma, it's too late
Fuck around, I might hop in a new Wraith
I think lil' momma a groupie
Tellin' me lies, it don't move me
I'm in my zone, two, three
Designer my body, I'm too fleek
Designer her body, she bougie
All of my verses is disrespectful
I feel like Gucci
She better find herself or she gonna lose me
Bitch, don't confuse me
Racks in my pocket, denim is Ksubi
My life is a movie
Slide on your block, wet it, Jacuzzi
Pop me a bean, I'm feelin' groovy
Off of the lean, I was just woozy
Bitch, you don't love me, you love the jewelry
I think lil' momma a fan
Everytime I come around, she tryna do things
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she love me
Tryna give me mood swings
No, I ain't cuffin' nothing, I got a plan
See how they talkin', I'ma be the man
Lil' momma, it's too late
Fuck around, I might hop in a new Wraith
I think lil' momma a fan
Everytime I come around, she tryna do things
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she love me
Tryna give me mood swings
No, I ain't cuffin' nothing, I got a plan
See how they talkin', I'ma be the man
Lil' momma, it's too late
Fuck around, I might hop in a new Wraith
I just been tryin' to avoid all these groupies
Back back in '03 when I had on a Coogie
Them bitches wouldn't even act like they knew me
See 'em and they single, remind me of loosies
**** ain't on them, nobody was choosing
She got her ass done
Took a picture for the net and her body was ruined
I wouldn't try to pursue it
She got a 'Gram but she ain't got a hustle
You ain't 'bout nothin', think about when I touch you
I could just let one of the homies come fuck you
I do not know you so I do not trust you
Came from Atlanta, I gotta call trouble
**** probably had you all on the covers
**** probably had you workin' a double
I think lil' momma a fan
Everytime I come around, she tryna do things
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she love me
Tryna give me mood swings
No, I ain't cuffin' nothing, I got a plan
See how they talkin', I'ma be the man
Lil' momma, it's too late
Fuck around, I might hop in a new Wraith
I think lil' momma a fan
Everytime I come around, she tryna do things
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she love me
Tryna give me mood swings
No, I ain't cuffin' nothing, I got a plan
See how they talkin', I'ma be the man
Lil' momma, it's too late
Fuck around, I might hop in a new Wraith
Written by: David Brewster, Myles Lockwood, Shy Gawdly
