Momma Mil lyrics

[Intro]
Alright, keep it goin'
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
The spaceship, forties in the bracelet
Bro pull up and face sh*t, he don't never say sh*t
Turnt up off the dog, had the racks up in the day shift
Money long as slave ships, I be on some Flav sh*t

[Chorus]
Never been no ho, that's 'cause my mama ain't never raised them
Half these n*ggas that's rappin' really told, these n*ggas agents
Made three hundred racks with all them pounds, sh*t amazing
Clip a half a mile, we walk sh*t down like we in training, huh

[Verse]
b*tch, you ain't no shooter
FN, it ain't no Ruger, huh
Really in them streets likе Big Meech and Larry Hoover, huh
Thirties on my truck, TRX a Barracuda
Sold three bricks of fetty, bought a piеce from every jeweler
Yeah, they come running, man, we pull up, half sh*t, it's tootsie roll
My lil' gutter b*tch, I pour up Acky on her pus*yhole
We know that you rat because you act like what the hook be on
Way before this rap sh*t, I was in traffic with the Cookie 'bows
That money always loud, I told them racks, "Shh, quiet time"
Brodie been out of town for a hundred packs, we'll fly it down
I don't want your zaz' if it ain't loud like a lion growl
Catch dude out of bounds and take that ice, we'll fye him down
Dog strong, jumpin' off the leash, gotta tie it down
I ain't drink no mud 'cause I'm too high, I'm on a diet now
I ain't the one to be reachin' for my chain, it's a riot now
Twenty-six-inch Forgis on my Jeep, burn the tires down
[Chorus]
Never been no ho, that's 'cause my mama ain't never raised them
Half these n*ggas that's rappin' really told, these n*ggas agents
Made three hundred racks with all them pounds, sh*t amazing
Clip a half a mile, we walk sh*t down like we in training, huh