MOMMA’S BOY lyrics
by Justin Rarri
[Verse 1]
Disrespectful how you did me
Know that I only ever tried to help you, yeah ah
I pray that before the backstabbing God’ll send you a warning (ou ou)
Put my hand on the b-i-b-l-e
Never took no advice that they tell me
Lotta b*tches on my di*k f*cked me up
Seen my own mother snitchin' and tellin' it
And I promise you, shawty she holding her jealousy
Drinkin lean, then you popped you a addy
I don’t gotta prove sh*t to the family
b*tch I’m gucci where I be, not cause of my daddy
14 hit a lick, took the sh*t from daddy
15 I was trappin', I ain’t tell nobody
16 signed a deal, seen the family change
Bullets hittin' in a whole lotta range
Yea I’m lit, but I’m filled up wit pain
Still a make b*tch sing
Know you peep the dripper when I came
Smack a b*tch no Rick James
All my n*gga strapped up already know how it is
Imma di*khead, yea, a n*gga cold hearted
I ain’t really with the talkin', we gon' pop yo sh*t
For lil Rarri, them n*ggas gon' go all in
[Chorus]
Uh stop it
Know they manipulating, these the complications of a rich n*gga, c*cky
Don’t needa flood up my arm
Give a f*ck bout no b*tch, this n*gga pus*y, can’t stop me
Never bring a n*gga in where I sleep
Treat me like a lil n*gga R.I.P
I just want n*ggas flooded, hoppin' out 3D
Uh stop it
Know they manipulating, these the complications of a rich n*gga, c*cky
Don’t needa flood up my arm
Give a f*ck bout no b*tch, this n*gga pus*y, can’t stop me
Never bring a n*gga in where I sleep
Treat me like a lil n*gga R.I.P
I just want n*ggas flooded, hoppin' out 3D
[Verse 2]
f*ck around and send some demons and gorillas
Ion need me a throne
I’m the king of the sh*t on my own
n*gga XXL on the money and hoes
I’m the hardest that’s comin' right outta New York
Pass the sh*t to the bro, he gon' up, let it blow
Little n*gga that really be rappin' his sh*t
Why do he got the K like Osiris
'Cause lil b*tch I be wit the violence
Double spin around the block like we hop scotchin', n*gga step on yo numbers
Last time I checked, my check got more commas
Lil n*gga I stay in the field wit them drummers
Tell her open the Louie V, look at the hunnids
All black, all black, like them n*ggas up to some
Top me in the back of the H3 hummer
I got a feeling these n*ggas they faking, they smile with me
Give a f*ck bout a dap, get away from me
n*ggas they hating I see it
f*ck up the vibe, boy a goof acting weird
Kick the n*gga right out, don't mean nothing to me
My old opp b*tch tryna cuff me
Why she don’t let you f*ck?
n*gga because of me
n*gga keep it a hunnid, I keep it a G
Flip a pack from the A to the muhf*ckin' Z
[Chorus]
Uh stop it
Know they manipulating, these the complications of a rich n*gga, c*cky
Don’t needa flood up my arm
Give a f*ck bout no b*tch, this n*gga pus*y, can’t stop me
Never bring a n*gga in where I sleep
Treat me like a lil n*gga R.I.P
I just want n*ggas flooded, hoppin' out 3D