Momma Told Me!
Momma Told Me!

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Momma Told Me! Lyrics

Yeah, okay

Niggas be sayin' I fell off, well, let's get it back poppin'
Talkin' shit, but when they see me, "It's Grip! Ayy, when your track dropping?"
Fat pockets, had to run up a sack, just to go Saks shoppin'
Matchboxes, atwood with the white, I did the black option
Stalkin' my insta and countin' my views, these niggas stat-watchin'
Cuz smacked a nigga wit' a tool, psh, now he got a cracked noggin
Stack profits, while the rest of these fools argue over rap topics
Nigga say he finna (slide on me) you know where I'm at, stop it
Homie lookin' at me sideways, well, he must've slept bad
Lil' buddy bet' not lay a finger on me, ha, just like a stepdad
Headed back from Cali wit' a oski, that's in my checked bag
Nigga, really I was high as hell, they thought it was jet lag
I don't really want your girl, dawg, uh I already had the draws
Oh, she put you on Grip? Go run the streams up on my catalogue
Lookin' at my kid pictures like, "Mm, he don't look bad at all"
I was sneakin' in the medicine cabinet, mm, stealin' Adderalls

My mama told me, "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"
Get a check, make it stretch and get more
Grip a Tec to protect you from foes
Get some rest, that's a definite "No"
Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?
The homies be steppin' on toes
Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed
Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes
My mama told me, "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"
Get a check, make it stretch and get more
Grip a Tec to protect you from foes
Get some rest, that's a definite "No"
Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?
The homies be steppin' on toes
Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed
Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes

Yeah
Mama told me, "Get the guap, be lowkey"
Cop and smoke tree on the block with ol' E
Gots to know we opt to pop it
Tote a Glock for OPs and watch for police
The pockets obese, a drop with no keys
Profit four Gs, then shop for gold teeth
Never had a pops, you cannot control me
Niggas take shots and get cropped, adobe
Mac or PC, packed a piece
I had the sack at BP, adapt or sink
And now the raps on TV, that's a GG
Damn a Grammy and a platinum CD, huh
In what way could a plaque complete me?
Lap whack cats like the track at PE
And still got time for a nap, I'm sleepy
This pack got dispatched from ET
This is a mismatch, stick with the kickback
All I gotta do is pop the clip in and click-clack
Dismiss the chit chat, dismember clicks that
Assembled a diss track, I'd rather get racks
Sip 'gnac, I got problems, word to 6lack
Big facts, break a bitch back, this a Kit-Kat
And curve her, she still won't think of it as a mishap
I'm a misfit, and she miss that
Where your list at? I'm finna nitpick
You ain't heard Grip rap? That nigga sick-sick
I flipped zips when you were doin' kickflips
Cut the top off, a lil' snip-snip
Now the titties out, a lil' nip slip
Fools better step this shit up, wear a Fitbit
A time bomb, I'm finna boom after the tick-tick
Eastside zone 6 shit

My mama told me, "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"
Get a check, make it stretch and get more
Grip a Tec to protect you from foes
Get some rest, that's a definite "No"
Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?
The homies be steppin' on toes
Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed
Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes
My mama told me, "Don't mess wit' these messy lil' hoes"
Get a check, make it stretch and get more
Grip a Tec to protect you from foes
Get some rest, that's a definite "No"
Why don't you quit watchin' me flex and go set you some goals?
The homies be steppin' on toes
Don't roam this section with your necklace exposed
Have you peelin' off, checkin' for holes

My mama told me (oh yeah, she did, oh yeah, she did)
"Flex on these hoes" (my mama told me)
My mama told me (oh yeah, she did, oh yeah, she did)
"Stunt on these niggas" (my mama told me)
My mama told me (oh yeah, she did, oh yeah, she did, oh)
"Flex on these hoes (my mama told me)
And stunt on these niggas"

Writer(s): Kyle Thomas Clow
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Missing Link Music
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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