Mama Jama

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, [?])
Mm, mm
ShittyBoyz shit, man
You know how I'm playin' it
(Shit, Shit, Shit, Shittyboyz)

[Verse]
I value word of mouth, put respect on my name
All you care about is clout, type of shit I think is lame
Came up from the bottom 'cause the South ain't the same
You be thinkin' with yo' dick, you know it ain't got a brain
I know you won't ever fold, that's why I got you on my side
Why when niggas get some beef, they wanna go and get on Live?
Why you scared of that nigga? You know that everybody dies
I'd do that shit again if I had a hundred tries
If you put your mind to it, you could probably reach the next level
Take my advice 'cause it ain't long until I'm successful
Tell me thank you when I pass the 'Wood, shе so respectful
I don't get how you don't likе me and I ain't never met you
You hatin' on a nigga that don't know you exist
I knew I was that nigga before I had my first kiss
I be talkin' on to the money like, "Hello, who is this?"
But I paid for this fit, I could've went and bought a bitch (I could)
God damn, she a bad mama jama
But she a ho ho ho just like Santa
She live the best of both world, think she Hannah
I don't got no bodies but'll pop you like a Fanta
If I'm poppin' out, I put it out, Mr. Jump Shitty
Thought the grass was greener, now she textin' me like come get me
Dawg had a starin' problem 'til I up blickie
See I'm livin' lavish, now I got her tryna come with me
She got a BBL, she didn't get that from her mama (She did)
You can't be a bad bitch if you ain't got a dollar (No cap)
I wanna know, when you got tough, you used to be a scholar
Unc' really ran through them bricks just like Harry Potter
All you do is run your mouth, I'm runnin' through a bag
Man, all these niggas do is cap, like get off the flag
She think because her ass fat that she super bad
Why you got a Blick, boy? You don't know what to do with that
I be talkin' spicy, call it jalapeño talk (Spicy)
You know people only sorry when they gettin' caught
Some people don't even have morals, like what was you taught?
Buffaloes on my face, lookin' like two lines of chalk
Whoops, there it is, blues bustin' out the bag (Shit)
Don't expect shit so you won't even be mad (No cap)
Fit cost a lot, I bet you can't afford half
Everybody play a part, watch how you treat the staff (You hear me?)
Known from coast to coast, don't try to play me like I'm local
I just let the phone 'cause I ain't really feelin' social
You might get shot if you approach me like I know you
When you got somethin' for 'em, watch how everybody love you (Watch)
It don't feel the same when this shit not authentic
Whip fresh off the lot, I'm finna go and get it tinted (Let's go)
Nigga talkin' like the big bro but he kidding
Baby, when I first saw you, I was like, "I gotta hit it"
I be always in some Crocs, tell them I need a collab
I be really ballin', got my shoes in the Louis bag
Only time I chased the bitch when I was it playin' tag
She know she with a star, it got her wet like a rag
Came up, they confused, shit, I guess that I'm a puzzle
Told her put her head down like she goin' in the huddle
Brody popped two tens, he just dropped a double double
Still beggin' for some sauce, if you don't get out here and hustle (Boy)
Get off yo' ass and get to it
I bet yo' bitch reply if I text her, "What you doin'?" (I bet)
I ain't never think that I would be a big influence (Nope)
Stop tellin' me what you gon' do, come and do it
Workin' 'til my bank account lookin' like a BIN number
Where the fuck is Lud Foe? Somebody call Kid Wonder
Bitch tryna act bougie like she ain't a headhunter
Stop playin' 'cause I know what you did last summer, ho

[Outro]
She's a bad mama jama
Just as bad as she can be, hey
She's a bad mama jama
Just as bad as she can be