My Momma Song (Want It All) lyrics

[Intro]
(Drum Dummie)
Let’s go
[?] (I spend forty three thousand on a coat)
I got blood on my mind, clear my mind, yeah (And it was online)
f*ck a n*gga mean? Tote that iron
Ayy and I’m straight out that Nawf wit’ it (b*tch, I don’t fold)
You heard me? R.I.P. Hamp, n*gga, you know what it is with me (For the sheep, n*gga)
Yeah, R.I.P. Birdman Doody
How you wan’ do it? Yeah
And we still running round ruthless n*gga, yeah
Shawty could be a killer and we still ain’t doin’ no recruitin’
We got our own shottas over here
f*ck yo’ VIP, we got our own bottles ova here (Yeah, slime)

[Bridge]
I took Dior and I mixed with Givenchy (I did)
Think it’s safe ridin’ with yo’ Fam and get your kids hit
Just left your hood and they say that I’m the realest

[Interlude]
b*tch, I got yo’ favorite rapper on my hit list
What’s cracking, what’s good?, Say young blood, how you bleeding?
Brokе up with my ex and I ain’t mean it
Did that make sеnse?
Act up in this club, f*ck around and get your ting split (Ba)
In here with these thugs, give ‘em a reason (Let’s go)
[Chorus]
Feelin’ me
Gun smoke run my adrenaline
Shawty so bad, I can’t pass, I put her up in the top bleed
Clear the scene with that Draco, f*ck n*gga won’t off me
Three hundred shots up in this Tahoe, I shoot it way offspring

[Verse 1]
Where that money at n*gga?
I want it all
I let the b*tch break the windshield on my car
I go drive way past Winfield to visit Dump
Riding with that Glock up in my trunk, you gon get slumped (Gon’ get slumped)
I done ran me up a million in a month, let’s go
Meditation with them glizzies, not a monk, no no
Water-slide with my son, NBA trunks, I’m through
I don’t drink but I just poured me up a cup just for my bro (Woo)
I wore Moncler for to step, then switched up to Versace robes
She had f*cked and tired to get me out my money, told her “No”
Left her right outside the gate because this b*tch didn’t know the code
If they try assassinate, I let some shots off on the road
Red rum, I give you slugs and a rose
Light up your lighter when I’m walking in my shows
You ain’t my brother, b*tch you ain’t no baby Joe
Bought Kendell a Hellcat and he sixteen years old (Vroom, vroom)
[Chorus]
Feelin’ me
Gun smoke run my adrenaline
Shawty so bad, I can’t pass, I put her up in the top bleed
Clear the scene with that Draco, f*ck n*gga won’t off me
Three hundred shots up in this Tahoe, I shoot it way offspring (He’s a real deal slime)

[Bridge]
I took Dior and I mixed with Givenchy (He ain’t lyin’)
Think it’s safe ridin’ with yo’ Fam and get your kids hit
Just left your hood and they say that I’m the realest

[Verse 2]
I’m the trillest, pull up in big Bentleys (Skrr)
I put diamond chains on top of tee, I can’t make up this
b*tch I know you love this
Tell me what the f*ck is, all these n*ggas dissing to a real one?
They can’t touch this

[Outro]
I want it all
On my car
To visit Dump (Visit Dump)
You gon get slumped (Get slumped, n*gga)