Mama Told Me! lyrics

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​midwxst


[Intro: midwxst]
(Hey, Glumboy)
Yeah, yeah (Oh)
Yeah, yeah (Me and [Goonie?], and you rocking with LJ, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: midxwst]
I'm sippin' on Faygo, no, this is not Tris
Put a Rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
I promised my mama that I would get rich
And I'm not backin' down, know I'm finna do that sh*t
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
I went from a boy and I turned to a man
I'm finna blow up, yeah, you know that's the plan

[Verse 1: midwxst]
They wanna be me
I feel like I'm [Kai?], I got money on me
I stay with the gang, got an army with me
No, you is not bad, you not charming to me
So I do not care what you say
The memories, know they replay
My [?] start to decay
I'm seeing the face of [charades?]
Mama told mе that she proud of me, f*ck evеrybody that doubted me, yeah
I feel like my name is Autumn!, put my b*tch [?] Watanabes, yeah
Muh'f*ckers wanna be like me, I know that they really some wannabes, yeah
Already know I'ma blow, just wondering when will the time will be
Crazy how fast all the time passed
I was making songs off of my iPad
Had a whole f*ckin' faux hawk on my head
I was [?], boy, I was down bad
But now I got more money in my bag
Always 'member the nights, I was so sad
Now I'm up, so don't think I'ma go back
My true colors is all I'ma show that, yeah
[Interlude 1: glockservin!]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: glockservin!]
He wanna be me but that boy know he can't
I count up my racks and then head to the bank
I [muffle?] the gas, that b*tch [?]
Stop talking lil' b*tch, you drive me insane
I'm f*ckin' this thot, she sayin' my name
You know you a ho, so I cannot claim
Shawty, let's hop on a plane
Shawty, let's go hit a stain
All of these drugs to the [?]
I don't care 'bout what you say (Yeah)
It's just me and lil' Wxst
Walk in this b*tch with my bulletproof vest
Wock' in my cup, I'ma sip 'til I'm dead
Mama told me that she proud of me, f*ck anybody that doubted me (Yeah)
I know you'll never be there for me, I know you don't really care for me (Yeah)
I know I'm toxic but bear with me, I swear that this sh*t ain't fair to me (Yeah)
All in the crowd, they gon' cheer for me, all in the speakers, they hearing me (Yeah)
I pour me the Wock', that b*tch all in my Faygo
We'll shoot up your block, tell a f*ck n*gga, "Lay low"
Bad model b*tch and she lookin' like J-Lo
Send that boy to the sky, yeah, we gave him a halo
I'm all about money, I'm getting my pesos
You n*ggas too bummy, you rocking them fake clothes
I cannot f*ck with no fake ho
Shout-out to [?], so I guess [?] case closed
[Chorus: midxwst]
I'm sippin' on Faygo, no, this is not Tris
Put a Rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
I promised my mama that I would get rich
And I'm not backin' down, know I'm finna do that sh*t
RIP to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
I went from a boy and I turned to a man
I'm finna blow up, yeah, you know that's the plan

[Interlude 2: midwxst]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: midxwst]
I'm sippin' on Faygo, no, this is not Tris
Put a Rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
I promised my mama that I would get rich
And I'm not backin' down, know I'm finna do that sh*t
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
I'm sippin' on Faygo, no, this is not Tris
Put a Rollie on my wrist, it come with a [?]
I promised my mama that I would get rich
And I'm not backin' down, know I'm finna do that sh*t
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
R.I.P to my auntie and grandma, I miss
I do this for family, I do it for them
[Outro]
(Hey, Glumboy)
(Me and [Goonie?], and you rocking with LJ, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout)
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