GetRichZay - MOMMA DID (outro) lyrics

Me and Zay in the booth, what up?
You hear me? Oh, Faceshot Gang, fuck the opp
Yeah, six shit, nigga, don't
Get your head hit
Know what the fuck goin' on
Know what the fuck goin' on, six shit
Don't get your motherfuckin' bitch hit
You heard me?
Yeah (Fuck goin' on, nigga? Ayy)

Bitch, I been a gangster, thuggin' bad
On my momma's kid
(Aight, come on)
Ayy, we come through they block
(Aight) and drop bars just
Like Osama did (Aight
Come on)
Keep on playin', thinkin' shit a game
We at your mama crib
(Play)
Uh, catch an opp
Put that switchy on him just
Like his momma did
(Aight, co)
Yeah, me and gang be tryna catch a hat
But we don't shop at Lids
(Uh)
Couldn't tote the ARP
I'm out in traffic with the Glick
Ayy, catch an opp, he get hit plenty times
We give his ass the biz
(Bah, bah)
Ayy, I can see straight through these niggas
My scopе got a special lens
(Ha, aight)
Ayy, get that lo', wе out on feet
You know it's time to spin the bend
(Hop out, aight, come on)
She text my phone, I'm with the
Gang, I text her back like
Where your friend?
(Ayy, where your friend?)
Ayy, Slimy Gang, we shake your hand
(Slime) and slime you out
You ain't my man (Slimy Gang)
I'm in the booth right now with bands
This shit be stretchin' out my pant
(Stretchin' out my)
I put that Draco to his head
(Bah)
I made that pussy nigga dance (Let's go)
You gon' get popped for what you
Said, you gon' be dead
You understand?
(Aight, come on, aight, come on)
Haha (Ha) , now that nigga dead 'cause he ain't understand (He dead, yeah)
I got my special glasses on
I'm in here feelin' like the man
(Aight, co)
I got my 19 on my hip
Zoo came in strapped with F&N
(Bah, ha, aight, come on)
Ayy, we say, "Fuck a nigga
(Fuck a nigga) " that's why he came
In with F&N (Fuck the opp)
Ayy, we just stepped on that, but fuck it
(Yeah) , nigga
It's time to step again (Let's go)
Uh, how you with that gang
Nigga? What you reppin' in?
(Aight, come on)
Ayy, send this bitch right
Through your brain, nigga
You won't breathe a breath again, aight
Come on
(Bah)
Long live Crazy, long live Fifty, bitch
You know what the fuck goin' on
Six shit, nigga, don't get your bitch hit
I ain't gon' say it no more
This my last time sayin' that
Six shit
I swear, ah ha (Now we thuggin')
Nigga, don't get your fuckin' head hit
But we got a Glock, yeah, we got a Glock
Got a Glock for real
(Yeah! Yeah)