Rich Baby Mama Gloss Up

[Intro]
My name is Gloss Up
And I'm a baby mama
(What up, Foo?)
(Everybody know Stroud)

[Verse 1]
My son sittin' right here in my lap while I'm recordin' this
'Member times at night I was ready to call it quits (Remember)
Now I'm writin' all the hits, my babies are part of it (A part of it)
I'ma give 'em everything 'cause they the ones I started with (Love them)
Child support ain't shit, my kids ain't goin' out bad
They mama and they daddy, man, them all they ever had (All I got)
No excuses either, baby, I just hopped up in my bag (I just hopped up in my bag)
'Cause my kids come first, I'ma give thеm my last
Baby mamas out here hustlin' like Meech, it hit diffеrent (Hit different)
Do anything for our children, love 'em and help 'em listen (On God)
Hug 'em and give 'em kisses 'cause the streets out here is crazy
Give 'em all the things that the world ain't never gave me (Ever)
Could never let anybody talk down and try to play me (Never)
Got a deal after drama, now I'm gettin' to the commas (Commas)
When you call me "baby mama," please say "rich" before the "baby" (Please)
Yeah, please put "rich" before the "baby" (Got to)

[Interlude]
Rich baby mama
The rich baby mama
Yeah, it's the rich baby mama
Ms. Get Shit Done
Shout out to my motherfuckin' mothers
Makin' shit happen for they kid