On My Mama

[Intro]
On my mama I ain't worried 'bout a bitch
On my mama don't plot, 'cause I am not a fuckin' lick
On my mama I fucked her, and her friend, with this dick
On my mama I'm good, we eatin', I ain't worried 'bout shit
On my mama, on my mama, I put that on my mama
Nigga fuck yo' mama, free Tone, Rip Jeff, pussy
On my mama Lano that's my nigga, on my mama
Redline, them my fuckin' niggas, yeah
Let's get it grandson

[Verse 1]
I woke up rubbin' yo' bitch on her fat ass
I said "bitch go make some money with yo rat ass"
She rolled her eyes, left, and came right back
Made it rain on me I said "damn, straight like that?"
All my bitches got boyfriends that's how I love it
'Cause then they ain't gone try and cuff me right after I fuck em'
All they want from me is dick, they don't ask for nothing
I might buy em' a peice of gum, and a bag of Funyons
But that's about it, they don't get shit, boy you can have yo woman
Drop her off, you eat her in the morning like an egg McMuffin
Boy I seen you kissing on that bitch, holdin' her hand in public
I text her phone like "lol, girl yo' man a dummy"
Bitch I don't give two fucks, I been ballin' I don't hoop much
I'm so cold I got goosebumps, new buffs white like Klu Klux
You niggas sweeter than fruit punch, I'm leaving after these two nuts
This bitch want me to eat her, I'll never eat it like school lunch

[Chorus]
All these boostin' ass niggas, fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas
All these choosing ass bitches, bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches
On my mama I'll leave it, on my mama I'll spray it
On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck, watch how I play it
On my mama I know she fuck with my bro I know she choosin'
On my mama we eatin' on my mama yo I'm boostin'

[Verse 2]
What's good Jeff, bro, rest in peace
I'm on tip, step to me, and you and Jeff gone meet
Yeah bitch you cute, but you is just another rat to me
Fuck a bitch and make her say "Uh" like Master P
My ex ho textin' me like "damn you just dont mess with me
I see you gettin' money I guess you think you too fresh for me"
Bitch you must've heard I was ballin that's why you back on Meeks?
Bitch I just call how I see it, I'm a referee
Shut yo' poor ass mouth before I fuck yo' lips
All these hoes trying to cuff me, bitch cuff this dick
I fucked her friend, now she mad on some other shit
Posting pictures of herself crying, old ugly bitch
She get fed good if her head good then we at the Coney
If yo' bitch wanna smack the homies we in her walls like I crashed the stoly
Bitches say I be acting funny 'cause I got a lot of cheese like macaroni
It's M block, get popped, twin Glocks, Zack and Cody

[Chorus]
All these boostin' ass niggas, fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas
All these choosing ass bitches, bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches
On my mama I'll leave it, on my mama I'll spray it
On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck, watch how I play it
On my mama I know she fuck with my bro I know she choosin'
On my mama we eatin' on my mama yo I'm boostin'

[Verse 3]
R.I.P. Jeff, that's what my motherfucking shirt say
For the cake, I'll blow you like some candles on my birthday
Never trust a bitch that let you fuck her on the first date
Better tell that hoe to beat it like drums on a church day
Pussy like the ocean, I'm finna dive in it
When I'm swimmin', she say she can't feel her legs, she a mermaid
She just got her house, it ain't no furniture in her place
So I'ma have to crack her on the ground, like a earthquake
She wanna fuck me and bro we playin' roles like we don't know
Told that freak bitch to give me face, she stuck out her mouth like Stevie J
I see more cake than a Easy Bake, got more dimes than a piggy bank
I get in her jeans like DNA, she singin' like a Madea play
My bitch call me a chooser, and she right
You think you seein' me you must be blind like the three mice
I turn yo' bitch on at night like a street light
When we fuckin' she be runnin' like that nigga off of 3 Strikes

[Chorus]
All these boostin' ass niggas, fake ass wanna be shooter ass niggas
All these choosing ass bitches, bad ass wanna be bougie ass bitches
On my mama I'll leave it, on my mama I'll spray it
On my mama I'm just trying to get the neck, watch how I play it
On my mama I know she fuck with my bro I know she choosin'
On my mama we eatin' on my mama yo I'm boostin'