MOMMA’S STOOP

[Hook]
Just pulled off 401 it's four lil thugs in momma's coup
Just rolled on four more thugs with solo cups on momma's stoop
They quote unquote fucked up cause they ain't hit a single nigga
Now it's four lil thugs on run in momma’s coup with poppa's guns

[Verse 1 – DillanPonders]

I don’t like niggas in uniform I’m on mushrooms looking at unicorns
I got fucked up I have to walk through the storm
Killing everything I gave ‘em something new to mourn
I go dummy, the bag it comes to the door for me
See I'm planning a tour and I'm coming home with more money
I'm pretty high Gill can you go to the store for me
Get a pack of the backwoods and I'm packing them all fully
See my hands stuck in permanent gang signs the grape vine
Full of lies and tall tales I make timе
To break down my backwoods and fake ties
Day timе or night time I stay high
God told me to kill ‘em I had to listen
My heritage ensures my skin will always glisten
Killing everybody dead bodies in the hallway
And that's all day

[Hook]
Repeat x1

[Verse 2 – Terrell Morris]
Batter up, man down
(Line ‘em up) had enough (bitch) stand down
(You are not) man enough
(Boy be quiet)
You don’t hang ten enough, barely on 5
Killa I’m Kyleon, send me outside
You ain’t on what I been on, I been on mine
No one on mine but they watch from side
Ain’t it different, headie one vibes
Come through kick it, lung full innit
Just like Dillan, cup full tippin
Almost spillin, jungle scriptures
Book of Mogli, bare necessities
Good luck holding me I dare them catch me
104 degrees, quick conversion
Good four oh degrees, stick to surface CHURCH
How I deliver quick sermon, service

[Hook]
Repeat x1

[Verse 3 – DillanPonders]
I been on one
Shades on eyes I'm blocking ‘em from the sun
Know I'm gon die but am I gon die alone
Got a new pack in my bag and it weighs a ton
I'm double teaming these bitches I let ‘em both take turns
Y'all know that I been on fire I let it burn
I'm turning into a mad man like I'm in mid-terms
I drink liquor with no chase the shit burns
I'm black excellence it's excellent Mr. Burns
Kill a show and the I'm prolly gon exit with what I earned
They all know I'm gunna blow up the second I get a turn
Getting paid if I show up they know I been getting turned
Top guy in the top 5
Everything is earned everything is learned
Putting everyone between the ferns then I watch ‘em burn
Kind of like a nigga with a perm gotta get it straight
In a new getting stoned then I levitate