Lyrics: Trevon Campbell/Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Brandon Rackley/James Bernard Rosser Jr./Kirshnick Ball
Music: Trevon Campbell/Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Brandon Rackley/James Bernard Rosser Jr./Kirshnick Ball
Momma told me (aye)
Not to sell work (momma)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Momma told me (aye)
Not to sell work (momma)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Young b***h poppin', with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah, kemosabe,chopper aim it at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi,then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
B***h pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (glaw)
Neck water faucet (water)
Mocking birds mocking (woo)
Act pint, stocking, nats keep plotting (nats)
Wrist on hockey (hockey)
Wrist on Rocky (Rockey)
Lotta b*****s copy, name someone can stop me (no one)
B*****s call me papi, (b***h!) 'sace that's my hobby ('sace)
Scotty on the m***y, pocket rocket from O'Reilly
One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to c**k it
B*****s get to droppin' when that draco get to poppin'
All I want it cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)
No check, all cash, b***h I don't do deposits
B*****s cross the water, b*****s from the tropics
I'mma get that bag, ain't no doubt about it (yup)
I'ma fed my family b***h, ain't no way around it (family)
Ain't gon' never let up, God send, show my talent
Young b***h with the ammo, walkin' with the hammer
Talkin' country grammar b***h
Straight out north Atlanta (north sideοΌ
Young b***h poppin', with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah, kemosabe,chopper aim it at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi,then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
B***h pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (glaw)
Momma told me (aye)
Not to sell work (momma)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Momma told me (aye)
Not to sell work (momma)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Momma told you
Momma told me, (aye) not to sell work (momma)
Momma told you
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
1995(nineties) 2005, seen it with my eyes
B***h still alive, b***h real mob ties (mob)
Real frog eyes, (frog) real whole pies, all time high
Do it for the Culture (culture)
They gon' bite like vultures (vulture)
Way back when I was trappin' out toyotas (skrr skrr)
I'ma hit the gas, 12 can't pull me over (12)
Space coupe Quavo, Yoda, pourin', drankin' sodas
I get high on my own sir, heard you gon' clone sir
Stop all that flexin' young b***h, don't wanna go there
Never been a gopher, always been a soldier
Young b*****s in the cut, posted like a vulture
Divin' off the stage in the crowd it's a mosh pit
Yeah shawty bad but she broke cause she own shit
Momma asked me, son, when the trappin' gon quit?
I been ridin' through the city in my new b***h
Young b***h poppin', with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah, kemosabe,chopper aim it at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi,then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
B***h pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (ay)
Momma told me (aye)
Not to sell work (momma)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Momma told me (aye)
Not to sell work (momma)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)
Momma told you