No Fats, No Femmes Big Momma (Ft. ​cupcakKe)

[Verse 1: Big Momma]
Uh
Pigeon-toed, extra meat around the hips
Got this nigga's mind going 'cause the size of my lips
Put him on it once, now I gotta book him trips
Give me five-star meals, Steph Curry with the shrimp
Vacation in Belize sippin' bubbly
And you know we chainsmoking, sittin' casually
Motherfuckers in their feelings, don't be bad to me
'Cause Momma's throat skills keep a nigga close to me, uh
Momma know what the boys want, uh
Bring him to me, I can give him what he need
Head game crucial like he sinking in the sea
Bitches blowing up his phone, he be missing for a week
That's me in a GT Benz crimson blue
Mean-mugging all you hoes when I'm coming through
Dominating any bitch coming in my avenue
But why them hoes really mad 'cause them hoes is through, uh
Meanwhile, they tryna get all in my gut
He wanna play a nigga, he just wanna bust a nut
I ain't fucking with you if that thing uncut
Li'l niggas better back up before I act up
Get your racks up
Niggas, 'cause y'all hoes is pussies
How the fuck you tryna play me 'cause the frame is squishy
Lame niggas wanna lay up when their pockets empty
Motherfucker get ghost, adios, you'll miss me, uh