
MOMMAS Your Stepdad (Ft. OLLY! (Producer))
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[Intro]
Ayy
Uh, I used to— (Bah, bah, bah)
Gang (Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Shout out Olly, shout out Yuki (Shit, shit)
Yuki Productions
Gang, ayy, yeah
[Chorus]
I used to ride on the bus, now I'm busting on mommas (What the hell, boy?)
And a young nigga had a concussion when I went broke, ah (Blah)
Tell me about it, I fell down, I came up (Blah)
Never around, I'm alone with the paper (Blah)
Green on green, I really hate capers
Shame on you, why you hang with my haters? (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Really, I bang with the KKK, I like siccing my dog on a nigga
Internet beef, logging off on niggas
You not money ready? They move with a caution
Give me your bump, I don't care what it's costing, gang (What the hеll, boy?)
[Verse]
I miss my great-grandma, ayy
I miss the advice shе would give me, shit (Bleh, bleh)
I'm running in circles, for really, uh (Bleh)
Shawty gon' twerk on my willy, uh (Bleh)
Head over heels, I'ma break my achilles
Making a killing off killing these niggas
Bro got a blick and it's built with a kicker (Shit)
No, you is not my affiliate, nigga
Why do I gravitate idiots? (Shit)
Lowkey, I'm probably an idiot, nigga, damn (Damn)
Cancel my card on a bitch 'cause she thought I was broke, you thought I was feeling you? (Hell nah)
Twenty-two minutes alone with a bitch with a poke, she sloppy and difficult (Bleh)
Really just wanted you bodily, physical (Bleh)
Been a few years since I got my physical (Damn), damn
Ayy
Uh, I used to— (Bah, bah, bah)
Gang (Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Shout out Olly, shout out Yuki (Shit, shit)
Yuki Productions
Gang, ayy, yeah
[Chorus]
I used to ride on the bus, now I'm busting on mommas (What the hell, boy?)
And a young nigga had a concussion when I went broke, ah (Blah)
Tell me about it, I fell down, I came up (Blah)
Never around, I'm alone with the paper (Blah)
Green on green, I really hate capers
Shame on you, why you hang with my haters? (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Really, I bang with the KKK, I like siccing my dog on a nigga
Internet beef, logging off on niggas
You not money ready? They move with a caution
Give me your bump, I don't care what it's costing, gang (What the hеll, boy?)
[Verse]
I miss my great-grandma, ayy
I miss the advice shе would give me, shit (Bleh, bleh)
I'm running in circles, for really, uh (Bleh)
Shawty gon' twerk on my willy, uh (Bleh)
Head over heels, I'ma break my achilles
Making a killing off killing these niggas
Bro got a blick and it's built with a kicker (Shit)
No, you is not my affiliate, nigga
Why do I gravitate idiots? (Shit)
Lowkey, I'm probably an idiot, nigga, damn (Damn)
Cancel my card on a bitch 'cause she thought I was broke, you thought I was feeling you? (Hell nah)
Twenty-two minutes alone with a bitch with a poke, she sloppy and difficult (Bleh)
Really just wanted you bodily, physical (Bleh)
Been a few years since I got my physical (Damn), damn
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